by Mia Moore
Beth broke the kiss, her face flushed. “Whew! Okay! Let’s go!” She stood up. “I feel like such a slut, and I love it!”
“Well, that’s because you are, baby,” said Josh, taking her in his arms. “Sexy, Lovely, Unadulterated Temptress!” He leaned into her and kissed her. She was all warmed up by Carrie, her mouth opened and he slid his tongue in as her own glided into his mouth. He opened one eye slightly to see Carrie and Ben swapping spit as well. Great!
Breaking their kiss, he said, “Well, my friends, shall we retire to the boudoir?”
Chapter 8
When they entered the large playroom, clad only in the white terry towels, the action with their friends and the other couple was in full swing, pun intended. Josh noticed that Byron had chosen a bed adjacent to an empty one. Great! They’d be able to play with Beth and Ben and see all the action their friends were up to. Hell, it could become a full out orgy.
Sylvia was kneeling on the floor in front of Lanny, her mouth and hands on his cock, sucking him as one of his hands caressed her hair. His other hand was rubbing the soft, full breast of his wife Cindy who was on her back being royally fucked by Byron. Her legs were resting on Byron’s shoulders, pulling her pussy up to get as much of his cock as she could.
Carrie and Beth had stepped up onto the bed and were laying side by side, towels long gone, kissing deeply while caressing each other. This was a sight that Josh never got tired of watching—his wife making love with another hot sexy woman. He climbed onto the bed behind Ben who was also was enjoying the girl on girl action, judging by his rock hard cock pressing into his stomach.
Carrie’s lips trailed down Beth’s throat, lingering in the hollow where her neck and shoulder met. It must have been one of Beth’s erogenous zones; her head fell to the side as her legs opened, pushing her pelvis upward. With tantalizing ease, Carrie’s lips floated across the velvety skin of Beth’s chest till she was next to the small, pink, pebbly nipple. When her fingers pinched the nipple, Beth’s back arched while her hands pulled Carrie’s head harder onto her tit. Carrie’s mouth opened and her tongue snaked out to flick the hard tip of the nipple before she sucked it in between her teeth.
Beth was moaning now and Ben was stroking her outstretched leg with one hand while his other stroked his cock. When Carrie raised her ass, still bent and trailing her wet tongue down Beth’s abdomen, it was too much for Josh. He shifted on the bed, leaning closer to push two fingers between of folds of Carrie’s delicious twat, fingering his wife’s already slick walls. He heard Beth gasp; Carrie’s mouth had moved down and was covering Beth’s pussy, the lapping of her tongue against the clit, erotically audible.
Beth was breathing hard between soft cat-like mewls, grinding her pelvis into Carrie’s mouth. Ben shifted on the bed so that he was kneeling next to his wife’s head, still stroking his cock and moving it closer to her mouth. She turned her head and reached for him, licking the pre-cum from the slit of his cock before lowering her mouth. His eyes alternated between Beth sucking him and the tongue bath that Carrie was giving her.
Beth was bucking hard when abruptly, Carrie sat up. Her finger softly stroked Beth’s clit as she purred, “You don’t want to come yet. There’s a hot cock that’s dying to fuck you.”
Beth’s answer was a whimpering groan. “Oh God, yessss.” Fill my cunt with hot cock!” She sat upright, her eyes burning into Josh’s. “Fuck me!” She turned her head to Carrie. “Could you lick me while he does it?”
“You read my mind, hon.” Carrie’s hands slid under Beth’s waist urging her up. “Get on your hands and knees Beth and I’ll get under you.”
Carrie was taking control of this scene, something Josh hadn’t seen before. He liked this new side to her. When he glanced at Carrie, there was a slippery wetness around her lips from licking Beth.
Josh nudged Ben. “Glove up, buddy,” he said, handing him a condom he had grabbed on the way in.
“Shit, I haven’t worn one of these in years, man…” Ben seemed a little disappointed. “Hope I can stay hard…”
“Don’t sweat it, I got my secret sauce.” Josh held up a small tube of KY lubricant. “Put some of this one on your schlong before you put the rubber on, and you won’t even know you’re wearing one, man.” He drizzled an amount on his hard cock as he watched the women pulsate on the bed before him and passed the tube to Ben. He felt the lube warm when he covered his shaft with the pre-lubed condom.
In a moment, Ben was ready to go as well. He got a little soft as he rolled the rubber on, but stroked himself a few times and was iron again.
Beth was in position, doggy style, her hips arched upward, ready for Josh’s cock, Carrie slid under her at an angle, her legs open, waiting for Ben. She lifted her head to reach Beth’s pussy with her tongue. The sight of Beth’s round white ass, the narrow gulf between her cheeks and the rosebud puckered asshole was a beautiful sight. Josh rubbed his shaft against her pink slit and pushed his cock into her warm tight hole.
Ben knee walk to the head of the bed and got between Carrie’s thighs. He lifted her ass up and thrust his cock deep inside her, moaning as her wet tightness clutched at him.
Beth was panting from the fast pounding Josh’s cock was giving her cunt while Carrie used her fingers and tongue on her clit. “Yes! Fuck me hard! Eat me!” Her hips met Josh’s thrusts, yet Carrie clung to her clit, now sucking it into her mouth. Beth squealed and dropped her shoulders to the bed, her head turned sideways and eyes clenched shut.
Beth gasped and her body twitched, clenched tight as her orgasm hit her. “Oh, Oh, Oh. There! Right there! Right therrrree! Yesssss!”
Underneath her, Carrie began to fondle Josh’s balls as her own pussy was penetrated by Ben’s cock. She gasped as he filled and stretched her walls. Collecting herself, she began rubbing and squeezing Josh’s balls as he continued to fuck Beth’s pussy above.
“Ohhh God.” Josh muttered as the hot sensation flooded his groin.
Carrie started to moan with pleasure, begging for more of Ben’s cock as he fucked her. It was too much for Josh. The cum that had been building up all night was not to be allayed. His hips pumped into Beth on their own accord. He couldn’t stop or hold off anymore. Beth’s cunt was like a vacuum and he just wanted to fuck it, shoot his load. His squeezed his eyes shut and pumped into her, spurting a load of cum, then another and still another.
He let out a loud sigh as he bent over Beth, stroking her hair. He opened his eyes in time to see Ben pump his load into Carrie who was clutching Ben’s back with one hand while her other furiously rubbed her clit.
Oh shit it was a hot scene. He withdrew his still thick cock out of Beth. He took the condom off and leaned over Carrie, forcing his drizzley shaft into her mouth.
“Mmmm…” she hummed as she took his cock, laving the shaft with her tongue and sucking on his flesh.
Still on her hands and knees, Beth crawled to Ben. Getting behind him, she reached around as he fucked Carrie, and began to stroke his shaft and balls as he pistoned in and out of the small woman.
“Come in her honey, shoot you load and let me clean you off!” she hissed in his ear. “Pleeease baby, shoot into her and feed me your cum!”
That was enough to push Ben over the edge. With a snarl, he lifted Carrie’s hips off the bed, driving into her for all he was worth as he shot his load, spurting again and again, emptying himself.
He let Carrie down and sat back on his haunches, his cock sliding out of her. Beth stripped the rubber off. Like a starving woman, she took his dripping shaft into her mouth and sucked and licked it as he leaned back.
Beth took his knob into her mouth and looked up into his eyes. Ben trembled from the additional sensation.
“Ride it out, buddy,” said Josh. “Ride through it!”
“Oh God!” Ben twitched and vibrated as his wife licked and sucked his cock clean before pulling away from his knob with a pop. Her tongue licked slowly over her lips as she rose up to kiss him, thrusting her tongue in
to his mouth. He tasted his cum on her tongue and using his lips gently, sucked it off.
Carrie sat up and threw her arms around Josh, pulling him forward to kiss him. He could taste the last remnants of his own semen on her lips, mixed with Beth’s juices.
“May we cut in,” said Ben. Josh pulled away from Carrie as Ben leaned in, kissing her deeply. Not to be outdone, Josh lay down on top of Beth, grinding his softening cock onto her shaven vulva as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
When everyone came up for breath, moans and mewling coming from the bed beside them got their attention. As if they were a string of marionettes, they all turned their heads at the same time to the source.
In front of them was a live sex show as hot as what they just experienced.
Cindy, the statuesque redhead was reclined half sitting on top of her husband Lanny, whose back was against the wall. She was supporting herself with her arms and Lanny was her recliner. From below, his cock was buried halfway up her ass, moving with slight, gentle motions in and out. From above her, Byron was sliding in and out of her pussy with long, steady strokes.
She began to emit small mewls as the men relentlessly filled and emptied her with their engorged cocks. Her small cries of pleasure served to spur them on; both men’s thrusts increasing in tempo and depth as she exclaimed louder and louder.
Sylvia was off to the side watching them. Her hand was in her crotch, stroking her own pussy faster and faster as Cindy began to orgasm.
With a sudden jerk, Cindy sat bolt upright, impaling her asshole onto her husband’s cock, forcing it in as deep as it could go. At the same moment, she grabbed onto Byron’s hip with one hand, fingers clutching like talons, pulling him deep inside as possible.
“That’s it! Thaaaat’s fucking fucking iiiit!” her voice a low growl. “Oh fuck yes! Get in! In! Iiin!” Cindy growling and clawing, Byron and Lenny grunting and heaving, the four of them became a pulsing set of hips, grinding themselves and each other over the borderline into orgasm.
“Oh yeah, ohhhh yeaaah!” cried Sylvia from the side, her thighs slamming over her hand, as she brought herself to ecstasy with them.
Spent, Cindy lay back onto her husband’s chest. She kept Byron inside her by pulling his hips towards her as she lay back. The three of them lay together gasping; Sylvia, also catching her breath rolled into them as well, her arm going around Byron’s waist as she leaned in kissing Cindy deeply.
“Whoaaaa…” Josh and Ben said together. They looked at each other and nodded. “Whoaaa.”
Breaking her kiss with Sylvia, Cindy said, “Thank you so much, Syl. I’ve wanted to try that for so damn long!”
“It was hot as hell for me to watch, hon,” she looked between the three of them as she spoke. “Byron and I have done it with friends, but to watch it is so damn hot too!” The three of them began disentangling.
“We’re going to hit the shower though,” said Lannie. He stood and wrapped himself and Cindy in towels. Grabbing their small toy bag, they got off the bed, nodding at the others with big grins. “See you guys back at the bar.” With a small wave, they headed off.
Josh had moved a bit during the performance of the other two couples. He was lying beside Beth with his arm over her waist. Carrie and Ben were sitting facing each other legs crossed, holding hands. The four of them watched Lannie and Cindy depart and then looked back to Byron and Sylvia.
“Mind if we join you?” Sylvia hopped over their bad and Byron plopped down next to her.
“Mmmm…” sighed Sylvia as she stroked Byron’s shoulder, “that was something to watch.”
“Well, you sorta got left out, hon…” he said, watching her.
Sylvia snorted. “Just because I didn’t get laid doesn’t mean I didn’t have a great time!” She shook her head. “It was like watching a porno movie. And besides,” she held up a We Vibe, “I had some help!”
Byron kissed her. “Ahhh the joys of modern technology!”
Beth had sat up, and Ben scuttled over next to her. Putting his arm around her, he asked quietly, “How you doin’?”.
She nodded quietly. “Better than I could have hoped, to tell you the truth.” A smile came over her face, her eyes crinkling. “It was awesome, Ben… better than I could have expected!” One hand flew to her mouth, and with the other she grabbed Ben by the bicep. “I mean… you… us…”
Ben broke out laughing and put his arm around her. “I know exactly what you mean, relax! I had an awesome time too, if that makes you feel better!”
“Well then, I think that makes eight of us,” said Josh. Everyone nodded with smiles ranging from wide to softly quiet. He glanced at his watch. “Shit, how time flies when you’re having fun! The shuttle bus is going to be here in about half an hour. How about we get our clothes back on and see if we can squeeze aboard?”
“Sounds like a plan, hon,” said Carrie. “We’ll have time for one last dance maybe and a nightcap.”
“Nightcap? You kidding? The hotel’s going to be partying,” said Byron.
Chapter 9
Byron wasn’t exaggerating. An hour and a half later, they were in the corridor on the 11th floor. The bus ride back had been even more free spirited than the one they had taken to the O-Zone. The New Year was only hours old and this crowd wasn’t ready to call it a night.
The corridor was heavily scattered with guests, and drinks were flowing from Barzilla as well as from assorted rooms.
Someone had put a beer in Josh’s hand without him even asking, and Carrie was again at the Jello shots tray trying to figure out what blue jello tasted like.
“I got it! It’s blueberry! I didn’t know there was a blueberry Jello!” she said to Josh.
“It’s a rare day when ya don’t learn something!” Cindy grinned. She and Ben had introduced ‘Their American Lovers’ to a bunch of people, both on the bus and back at the hotel. Josh’s head was swimming trying to remember all the names. They had exchanged email addresses; the distance between Black Rapids and Toronto was considerable, but hey, you never know…
Josh noticed some couples must have gotten their second winds or something. Twosomes, threesomes and moresomes drifted off to different rooms, closing doors behind them. Other rooms were wide open, with people drifting in and out. The staircase door as well as the elevator doors kept opening and closing as merrymakers from other floors arrived. Some were heading off to bed, others were comparing the scene from one floor to the other.
Carrie let out a jaw wrenching yawn.
“Oh no, Carrie, it’s catching!” laughed Beth, putting her hand to her own mouth.
Josh looked at his watch. Where the hell did the night go? It was getting on to 4:00 a.m.. The party was approaching the 11 hour mark. He stifled a yawn of his own. He hadn’t gone this long or this hard since he was a kid in college. Glancing around the crowd he realized that some of the people present had their own kids in college! He shook his head.
Glancing over, he saw Carrie watching him. She tilted her head a teeny bit and bobbed her eyebrows. Josh nodded.
“Well, I think we’re going to call it a night, guys,” he said. Putting his arm around Carrie’s waist, he added, “What do you say, honey?”
“Sounds like a plan. While it’s a short flight, we do have a plane to catch.”
“Oh yeah, that’s right—you have to fly back to your home country,” Ben said with a smirk.
Carrie rolled her eyes. “Yes… ‘International Swingers’ has its downside I suppose.” She couldn’t hold back a giggle as she elbowed Josh. “See? International, not Canadian cousins!”
“Oh, I don’t know about that,” said Josh, taking Beth in his arms. “Maybe ‘Kissing Cousins’ or something,” he smirked at Carrie just before giving Beth a goodnight kiss that went far beyond a friendly smooch.
***
Back in their room, Josh was spooned into Carrie’s back. His arm was around her waist, tucking her firmly in.
His eyelids were growing heavy. “Man, what
a great time…”
“MmmHmmm…”
“Too bad we gotta wait till next year to have such a gas…” What the hell, at least he could dream about it or something.
“I dunno ‘bout that,” Carrie yawned.
“Mmmm? Whaddya mean?”
“Well…,” she shifted her weight. “We can come back in about four weeks or so… s’posed to be even bigger… not here, but close…”
“Oh yeah…?”
“Yeah. You still have all those air miles from your job, riiiight?”
“Yeah… I have to use ‘em by April tax time or I lose ‘em…” He nuzzled into her ear. “What’re you plotting now, baby?”
“Mmmm… Valentine’s Day. It’s coming early…”
“Whaaa… I’m corn-fused…”
“The same guys that do the O-Zone are having a huge blowout in Niagara Falls for Valentine’s Day. It’s gonna be at the end of January tho’…” She took Josh’s hand from her waist and brought it up under her face.
“Niagara Falls?”
“Mmm… Hmmm…”
“Never been.”
“Me too… I mean… me neither….”
“Well, we got three weeks to recover…”
Carrie twitched her butt into Josh’s crotch. “Yeah… and let’s start with going to sleep then. Nitey Night, honey.” She kissed his hand and settled into her pillow.
“Nitey Nite, baby. Happy New Year.”
The End
Afterword and about the author
I hope you enjoyed reading about New Year’s Eve at my favorite Couples Club! It was the second time I had gone there, and again I had the time of my life! It was such a great time that I started writing this story Jan 2nd. The names and all characters described in this novella are purely fictitious and any resemblance to people there that night is purely coincidental.
I decided to take the characters from my Swinger’s Club series, Carrie, Josh, Sylvia and Byron, north to portray the erotic experience at the O-Zone. What a great club.
