5 comments/ 72402 views/ 8 favorites Swanson Says By: AlexanderMarlowe Thanks to "Cali Cat", for her editing suggestions and recommendations. Hi. My name is William Swanson, Will, or just Swanson as some of my male friends call me. Some of my female friends now call me Swanson too, only they say it with an enticing giggle and a flirtatious smile on their face. It's funny how the human mind works, especially the female mind. Most males will boast and claim they can do or achieve most anything. But when reality hits, all their bragging is only a front. They and all those around them find they are mostly timid followers who would prefer to just sit back and let someone else take the lead. Women are most different. They seldom brag, but instead prefer to tease and intimidate the male into thinking that they are in total control. I am speaking mainly of the unmarried females, although I have found out in my later years that the same holds true to married women also, but I'll save those stories for another time. Actually, women prefer not to be in charge, but will only allow themselves to relinquish control when their barriers are lowered or taken down altogether. I, myself, prefer to let someone else take the lead. But time and again, no one steps up to take command. Something inside me says "this is going nowhere", so I insert myself into a leadership role. And time and again I ask myself "why am I doing this and why do these people follow my lead?" Let me explain what I'm talking about by telling another one of my tales that took place back when I was still a young twenty year old. It was another Friday night and we had just got off the closing shift from the busy restaurant where we worked. For those of you readers out there who have ever worked the night shift at a restaurant, you may relate the desire to unwind and relax over a few beers with your fellow workers. As we often did, we got together and blew off some steam. None of us had any pending obligations the following day, other than getting a few hours of sleep before the next evening work shift began all over again. Work became rather repetitive, hence the need to drink a few beers and debrief stories with the friends who just shared and survived another night of work. The nightly gatherings seldom consisted of all the same faces, although one was always present. Doug was the assistant manager in the mornings and it was his place where we usually congregated. Doug enjoyed drinking beer. In fact, he enjoyed beer as much, if not more, than he enjoyed sharing his rental house with the night crew. He would often get little or no sleep before he would have to open the restaurant the next morning, with no doubt, a little beer buzz still in his system. I had to admire him though. He could drink beer all night and he would never show signs of being drunk. He was heading in the direction of being an alcoholic, if he wasn't already. Doug was around 23, slim, about my height of 6'0", and wore black rimmed glasses. He was usually soft spoken and a genuine nice guy. We would all take up a collection of money to give to Doug and he would get the beer before the stores closed. What's not to like about a guy who would give up his home and do the beer run for all of us? It was really around 2 am on Saturday morning by the time we all finished cleaning our stations. I was usually the last, being in charge of the kitchen. Sam had just brought back his last bundle of clean dishes. "Are you about finished?" "Yeah, just about," I responded, too busy wiping down my last finishing touches to bother looking at him. The waitresses had all changed into their jeans and shirt street-clothes and were counting their tips by the time I took off my apron and washed up a bit. I combed my hair and got into my civilian shirt and shoes. There was Mindy, who I had previously had a few encounters with, of the sexual nature. I never wanted a permanent relationship with her, although she had lost a few pounds over the last year and was looking pretty good these days in her 19 year old body. Her breasts were still huge for her short stature. Her long blond hair came to her lower back and her pudgy face was looking thinner than I recalled from our first night together. Donna was flamboyant. She was extraordinarily friendly and very likable. At the same time, she was remarkably naïve and surprisingly gullible for a 22 year old. She stood 5'10" tall, with wavy light brown hair, and held a sturdier farm-girl like body frame. She was definitely feminine, attractive and was flirtatious by her nature. I'm not sure how it started, but we would often tease each other with the tempting phrase of "sheets tonight Will?" or "sheets tonight Donna?" throughout the work shift. We had yet to act upon it, but if either of us ever pushed the idea, I'm certain the results would end up with us between the sheets. Barb was the serious type. She tried hard to be friendly, and she was, but somehow it never came out quite right. Her efforts seemed forced and she appeared sad beneath her exterior. Maybe she didn't get enough love when she was young and she was missing the attention most kids readily got from their parents. Although she had a beautiful smile, she appeared on the verge of tears when she spoke. Her shape was about 5'6" and very curvy. She had long brown hair, deep brown eyes and not at all unattractive. She was a mature 24 year-old. There was Debbie. Debbie was fairly tall with a sexy slim body. She was smarter than most, you could just tell. She mostly kept to herself, while keeping a watchful eye on everyone and everything around her. Her hair was dark brown at shoulder length. She had brown eyes, white paled skin with some freckles, and wore glasses. Debbie was always professional in her demeanor at work and reserved after work. However she exuded a sly confidence, someone to admire but be wary of at the same time. Then there was Randy. Randy didn't work this night, but knew there was always an after-hour party and usually showed up when he didn't have to work the next morning for his chef position. Girls loved Randy. He was your typical Casanova; muscular build, good looking with part Mexican bloodlines and a short 5'9" height. Randy loved being around people, especially friends he was comfortable enough to just be himself. He just returned with Doug and both had already opened at least one beer already. "If everyone is done, let's call it a night." John was the night manager who was married and anxious to go home to his family. Most everyone ignored him, but eventually headed for the rear exit with Doug and Randy in the lead. "Good night John," everyone said in passing before he could lock up. Doug's house was cozy with no immediate neighbors nearby to complain about the late night party. We all gathered in the living room area which consisted of a couch and several chairs for everyone to sit comfortably. Beers were downed quickly at first to quench the thirst each of us anticipated the previous hour or two. We talked about this customer and that customer, same old same old. "Hey, why don't we play a game of Charades?" Donna was excited in her suggestion. "Naw," Sam balked. "That sounds like too much work." "That sounds like fun," Barb spat out feeling the effect of her second beer. "I hate that game." Doug threw in. "I never could get it straight what hand signal meant what." It sounded like the girls were more up for a lively game and the guys weren't, I thought to myself. I wonder... "Hey... I know what would be a fun game." I let the statement hang in the air. "What?" Mindy was precious at times like this. "Yeah. What?" Donna followed. "What game Swanson?" Randy piped in while slouching on the couch with beer in hand. "Well, how about a game of Swanson says?" "Huh?" Barb asked with bewildered interest. "I'll need three volunteers. Mindy, you're always game." Mindy blushed and covered herself by taking another drink from her beer can. "Donna, you'd be a good participant." Donna smiled proudly, not knowing what good participant even meant. "And I'll need one more. Barb, or maybe Debbie." "Oh, pick me, pick me," Barb said enthusiastically. "I don't know. I'm not sure you could keep up with Donna and Mindy." "Aw, sure I can," Barb pouted near tears. "You don't even know how the game is played," I teased. "Sure I do. It's like Simon says, right?" "It may not be as simple as that. You'd have to follow my direction without hesitation and some challenges may be quite daring." Mindy knew what I was capable of daring and gave me a knowing grin. Debbie, though not saying a word, looked at me with a quizzical smile. Donna was up and ready to play whatever the game was. "I...I could...would follow your directions...every bit as good as them." "We'll see." Barb breathed a happy sigh of relief believing she would be included in the game, whatever it really was. "There's really only room for three, but I guess we could make room for Debbie, if you really want to join in?" I stared deeply into Debbie's eyes. She grinned widely. "No, that's ok. I'll just watch thanks just the same." "Ok then. Swanson says all three of you stand up here in the middle of the room." Wow. This could be an interesting night. I better take things slow and easy, my devious mind was quickly sobering up the possibilities. All three lined up in the middle of the small room facing me in the easy chair, Debbie on my left in a dining chair, Randy on my right on the couch and Doug who had gotten off his dining chair to also sit on the couch. Before us, were Mindy on the left, Donna in the middle and Barb on the right; all very giddy and antsy. "Let's start off with an easy one. Swanson says touch your nose." All three touched their nose with their right index finger, looking around at the others to see if they were each doing it the same. They smiled and giggled and looked back at me. "Put your hands on your ass." Donna moved her hands to her ass. Barb and Mindy stood still with their finger on their nose. "Oh nooo," Donna screamed. "You didn't say Swanson says." "Ok. Ok. Swanson says that I don't have to say Swanson says unless I want to. You will follow my direction regardless. Now put your hands on your ass." All hands immediately went to their asses. Donna's smile returned realizing she was still in the game. "Very good. Now form a circle with your left shoulder facing the middle." They muddled around awhile, keeping their hands firm on their asses. Soon they were in position. "Lower your hands." They did. "Place your left hand inside the top of the jeans of the person in front of you and hold tight." Each reached out and grabbed the tops of the jeans of the other, leaving their right arm hanging freely. "Excellent. Now slowly move forward in a circle." They were almost stepping on one another and were very awkward at first. By the first completed round, they seemed to have grasped the concept and were walking around in unison through to the completion of the second round. They were giggling happily. "Three times per round, I want you to slap the person in front of you on her right rump. Begin now." With a new exuberance of laughter, they proceeded to slap the one before them and flinch each time they themselves were slapped. "Double time. Walk faster." They were almost in hysterics, slapping and running around in circles. "Slap as fast as you can." By now they were a mire of amusement, giggling and slapping and stumbling about. Everyone else in the room was laughing in hysterics along with them. "Ok, stop." They were out of breath laughing and gasping for air in a heightened state of exertion. "Line up again." This time Donna was on the far left, followed by Barb and then Mindy. "Good job everyone. Before we go any further in the game, let's take a five minute break and have a drink, go pee if you need to before the next round of events." Everyone all of a sudden started talking; to each other, to themselves or to no one in particular. "That was fun," Donna said. "Wow," chimed Barb. "What a rush." "That was hilarious," cracked Randy. "My hand hurts," Mindy rubbed her right hand, while smiling never-the-less. "I need a beer." Doug got up and headed to the kitchen. "What a goofy game. I can't wait to see what Swanson comes up with next." Sam knew from that night long ago with Mindy, what I could come up with. He was the beneficiary of seeing Mindy undress and even got to cop a feel of her right breast. He could only hope for a repeat of something similar, only this time there were three to look at and who knows what else? Debbie sat in her chair shaking her head, smiling as the three girls headed towards the bathroom. "That was interesting. What are you going to have them do next? I wonder." She said looking my way. "I'm not sure. I'm kinda winging it as I go along. It's still not too late if you want to join in the fun," I waved my hand at her and towards the middle of the room. Damn, I really would like to get her up there too. Her breasts were small, but she had a sexy body. She laughed. "Oh, I'm having fun right where I am." "You sure? I wouldn't want you to feel left out," I bounced back. "Oh, I'm sure." She looked at the two girls waiting their turn for the bathroom and whispered out from their earshot, "I can guess where you will lead this little game of yours." "Really? And where might that be?" "I imagine clothes will start to disappear soon...if you can get them to do it that is," she bantered back. "Is that right? And you disapprove?" "Oh, I didn't say that, but...no, not really. This is kind of exciting actually," she gave me a half smile with a noticeable glitter beneath her glasses. Hmmm. "Swanson says, take off your glasses," I said in a commanding voice. She stared at me for a moment, then throwing caution away she slowly removed her glasses and batted her eyelashes at me. Whoa. Was she letting me know that she was game for this too? Or maybe a one-on-one later on? I'd have to find out, sooner or later. "You have beautiful eyes," I said sincerely. She immediately blushed. A pink hue filled her face. She gave me a toothless smile and put her glasses back on. "I'm ready for round two," Donna entered the room in a whirl of exuberance. "That was a lot of fun." "I'm glad you enjoyed it. Is this better than Charades?" I continued looking at Debbie and then focused on Donna. "Oh yes!" Donna couldn't wait to pick up where we left off. "What's next on the agenda?" "You'll just have to wait and see." "I got my beer. I'm ready for more action." Doug sat down in his couch seat getting ready for the show to start again. "I'm back," Barb said returning to the center of the room. "So, how was I?" Barb was searching for my approval. "You were great." Her face beamed with the flattery she received. "Do you think you'll survive another round?" "Of course," Barb said confidently. "Is your hand sore?" I asked with an ulterior motive. "Not so much now. I kept missing Mindy when Donna here kept spanking me so hard," she looked up at the larger Donna, several inches towering her. Mindy, Randy and Sam all came back and took their same positions. "How's your hand Mindy?" I asked my obedient ringer. "Better," she rubbed her right palm to be sure. "Alright then. Swanson says, line up. This time let's keep the line-up where you are now, Mindy, Barb and Donna on the end. Left shoulder to the middle in a circle again." They all took their direction without hesitation. "We are going to change things up a bit. I don't want to risk hurting your hands again. So, this time I want you to undo your top button on of your jeans, unzip your zipper and lower your pants to just below your rumps." "Ugh." Barb froze. Mindy and Donna followed directions although very slowly. They popped their button. No one was wearing a belt. They unzipped their zipper. "But...," Barb squeaked in a high tone. Mindy and Donna slowly lowered their pants just barely below the curve of their lower butt cheeks. "Ah...ah," Barb placed her hands on her top button and reluctantly and managed to get it un-done. I glanced over at Debbie and received a sly grin. The room was silent, waiting as Barb lowered her fingers to the top of her zipper, while staring at Donna's panty-covered butt, covered by a shirt –tail. "Ziiiiip," she did it. Not wanting to back out, Barb found her courage and lowered her jeans over her shapely hips until the cool air was felt on all sides of her panties. "Woo," she exhaled. "Ok. Very good. Now grab the top part of the jeans in front of you with your left hand." Donna had to bend over slightly to grab Mindy's jeans, showing more of her white panties. They were all quiet, only Randy, Doug and Sam had to adjust their seating positions. I, too, felt a discomfort in my own jeans, but I wouldn't allow myself to show I was getting a semi-erection. "This may be more awkward than the last time. Let's try walking forward slowly." Donna took a step jerking and dragging Barb's hand. Mindy walked forward, but Barb was caught off guard and didn't move fast enough. Instead of keeping a taught grip on Barbs jeans, she allowed slack Barb's jeans to drop lower around her thighs. Barb gasped and tried to move her legs forward with great difficulty. The effect of Donna pulling made Barb lean forward, bent over, as her jeans dropped even lower, showing a great sight of her white-panty covered ass. She lost her balance and fell forward, keeping hold of Donna's jeans for support. Donna's jeans came down to just above her knees, until they crashed in a pile. Not a one of them let go. Amazing, I thought. What determination! The shock of the calamity, filled with nervous laughter from the guys, and the semi-exposed pile of women on the living-room floor, was too much to keep quiet. Everyone started laughing at an increasing decibel rate. Even I couldn't hold back any longer. Barb looked shocked, looking up at me, then at everyone laughing, and finally she began to laugh along with the rest of us. Donna and Mindy were sprawled on the floor, still holding a firm grip to their designated jean handle, and pulling down even further in-between fits of hysteria. "Ok...ok," trying to control my own laughter. This obviously isn't working out quite right. You three release your hold and remove your jeans." This brought the laughter quickly to a halt. "Take your shoes off first." They released their grasps and sat looking around at themselves. They were sitting with their pants halfway down their legs and feeling pretty silly looking I imagine. Mindy proceeded to take off her shoes and Donna followed suit. "My pants?" Barb spoke out at no one in particular. I sat quiet watching. Mindy and Donna were finishing the removal of their jeans and sitting casually. Then they and all the rest targeted their eyes on Barb. Barb noticed the stares and didn't want to have direct eye contact with anyone, so she looked at both Mindy and Donna waiting patiently, then at her shoes. "Why is everyone staring at me?" She suddenly went to work removing her shoes. Sam blurted out, "you're always the last to move, like standing still causing that spill we just saw." "Yeah, but that was pretty funny, you have to admit," Randy said with a chuckle. Everyone else chuckled a little and the mood eased up. Not feeling so self conscious, Barb dutifully removed her pants as well. "Ok ladies," I began. "Set your clothes against the wall and let's try this again." They set their jeans and shoes aside and stood up, forming a circle again. "Where do we put our left hand?" Donna was so innocent. "Swanson says, grab the shirt tail of the person in front of you and hold tight." They reached for the girl's shirt tail in front of them and showed a beautiful set of panties. Barb in white, Donna in white, and Mindy had a skimpy pair of pink panties. Swanson Says "Woo!" Sam was always the one to blurt out what he shouldn't. All three girls glanced at Sam and started to feel a sense of being undressed. "Alright. Focus this time. Everyone move only when I tell you. When I say left, take a small step forward. When I say right, take a larger step forward. Ok?" They looked at the girl's feet in front of them and concentrated. "Ok?" I ordered again in the obvious voice of a question. "Ok. Ok. Ok," they all responded almost in unison, with Barb just a fraction of a second slower than the others. "Ok...left." They each took a half a step forward "Right." They obeyed in unison. "Left...right...left...right...excellent. Now keep going at the same pace...left...right...left." They marched around in circles with an easy strut. Now, when I call your name, slap the person in front of you." They each giggled while trying to remain in step. "Donna!" Slap! "Ow, that hurt!" Mindy yelled. "Mindy!" Trying to get back at Donna, Mindy gave Barb a loud sounding SLAP! "Ow!" Barb sounded astonished Mindy would slap her so hard. "Barb!" Not to be outdone, SLAP! "Ow, you bitch!" Donna surprised even herself at her own language. I looked at the audience. The guys were all smiling widely. A glance at Debbie showed her smiling as well. She glanced over at me, noticing I was looking at her. I gave her a calm smile and she smiled back. "When I call out the next name, slap the person in front of you. The person slapped can then slap the person in front of her as soon as you're ready. Ok?" "OK?" "Ok. Ok. Ok." "Barb!" Barb was expecting me to continue where I left off and paused a moment. "Heyyyy," Donna cried out, her too thinking it was her turn. SLAP! Good for Barb. She didn't hold back. "Ow!" Donna took a wind-up, SLAP! "Ow," Mindy responded. SLAP! "Ow." SLAP! "Ow." SLAP! "Ow." "Ok, double-time. Move your feet," I barked. Their speed picked up, but the effect of their slaps diminished with the awkwardness of being in motion. Slap. "Ow." Slap. "Ow." Slap. "Ow." "Stop." They came to an abrupt halt with heavy breathing that followed. The crowd was in a state of uncontrollable laughter, even Debbie. The three girls were so fixated on their task that it took them a moment to notice all the laughing going on about them, until they too started laughing. "Are we having fun yet?" I asked into the room. "Yes, but my butt hurts," Donna chirped rubbing her right cheek. All three girls were rubbing their right cheek. "Maybe we should change direction," I offered. "Yeah," Donna answered. "Or maybe we should spice it up a bit first." I let that last comment sink in for a moment. "Yeah," Sam was always ready to up the ante. "Let's spice it up." "Now, now. Calm down Sam. Barb?" Barb looked up. "Do you still think you can keep up with Donna and Mindy?" I'm terrible at pushing Barb's hot button. Barb didn't know where I was going with this game she was in, but she was certainly not going to be accused of not keeping up with Donna or Mindy. "I...I..Yes," she eventually spat out with determination in her eyes, even though she first looked like she was about to burst into tears. "Ok, form a straight line." Neither Mindy nor Donna would even consider backing out, knowing that if anyone, Barb would be the first to bow out. Besides, so far this game has been allot of fun for everyone and all they've shown was a little butt spanking on their panty-covered ass. "Arms at your side. Eyes closed shut. No peaking. Ok. Just to be sure everyone stays in place and keeps their eyes closed, Swanson is going to say, anyone who moves from your current position will... be given a bare-butt spanking by each one of us in this room." "Aah," Barb let out a quiet gasp at the thought. "So, are you ready to stand still?" Silence. "Are you ready to stand still?" "Yes. Yes." Following up was Barb, "Yes." "For this next round, Swanson says...Doug, Randy and Sam. Stand up, mix up your positions and stand before one of the three women. No talking." They didn't need to be asked twice. Doug went over to Mindy. Randy moved in front of Donna. That left Barb for Sam, which was a risky combination for disaster. I got up and quietly re-arranged Randy to be in front of Barb and Sam to be in front of Donna. If Sam screwed up, Donna could handle it. "You are not to touch these women in any way. You are only permitted to do what I say when I say. When I say the word start, you are permitted to unbutton the top button of your woman's shirt. Ladies, each time a button is removed, you are to say to your gentleman...thank you I have more to offer." "Before we begin, Swanson says...Debbie undo your top button." Debbie awoke as if previously in a trance. "Huh?" Debbie looked over at me startled. "I'm not in this game," she said defensively. I wanted to slowly bring down Debbie's barriers and I figured this was a give-away. "You are part of this game to some degree and everyone else is doing their part. It's only a button." She thought for a moment, grinned, and undid her top button. A small concession but a victory none-the-less. I gave her an appreciative smile. The guys were all looking over at Debbie. The three girls could only imagine. I turned back to the guys, "start." The guys turned to the woman facing them, about 12 inches away and reached to undo their top button. "Ah," Barb let out a small whimper. "Thank you, I have more to offer," Mindy proudly said first. Donna giggled, "thank you, I have more to offer. "Ah...thhhank you...I... have more to...offer," Barb stammered. "Debbie, do you have something to say?" "What? Oh, I...thank you...I have allot more to offer," she offered with a chuckle. Hmm. She was definitely a player, I thought to myself. I kept my gaze on Debbie. "Guys...and Debbie...next button." The guys were looking at Debbie or me or me and Debbie, waiting for me to say start or something, but in little time proceeded to the next button. "Thank you, I have more to offer," Donna piped in first. "Thank you, I have more to offer," Mindy followed second due to Doug's slow response. "Thank you," Barb chimed in. "I have more to offer." Debbie smiled her sexiest smile and unbuttoned her next button. In a husky voice, "thank you, I have much more to offer." She opened her shirt enough to show a flash of her black bra. All the guys yearned towards her sexy voice. This continued until all buttons were released, even Debbie's. Barb even managed to come in first once. "Ladies, it's time to shake your shirt free and drop it to the floor." It was hard to catch each one's seductive motions, it all happened so fast. Although I knew Debbie would wait until she had my full attention. All three girls were standing with nothing on except their underwear. I turned to Debbie. She smiled and made a grand gesture of standing up and removing her shirt ever so seductively, first one arm, then the next. She held her shirt out to her side with her thumb and index finger and gracefully let go. Her shirt seemed to glide to the floor. She put her hands on her hips and stared at me, daring me to dare her it seemed. "Guys, it's time for you to sit down," I almost whispered, still keeping my gaze upon Debbie. "Debbie, kick off your shoes." Her expression changed slightly from confidence to slight confusion. Keeping her eyes locked onto mine, she kicked off one shoe and then the other. I was getting some wicked thoughts about this time. I would have loved to grab her and jump her bones, but my common sense told my hardened member to slow down big fella. Don't blow it now. "Debbie...take off your jeans." Was I pushing to far too fast? Debbie smiled, "Swanson says?" I smiled back. "Swanson says." She sucked in her stomach and stuck her hips forward, just enough to emphasize her next move of sliding her hands down the skin of her ribcage reaching ever so slowly to the front of her tight jeans. Her top button snapped open and she pulled the top ends wide, sliding the zipper lower and lower. Her matching black panties were in view. She wiggled her hips and bent down to lower her pants down her legs, lifting each leg in turn to remove her jeans. She stood up, hands on hips and feet 24 inches apart. Wow. I checked to make sure my mouth wasn't wide open and drooling. Thankfully it wasn't. "What's happening?" Barb was antsy with curiosity. My mind was jogged into remembering I had three other beautifully half-clad females standing in the middle of the room with their eyes still closed. I didn't remember the guys taking their sitting positions, but they must have followed my command sometime during Debbie's strip-tease with her jeans. "Open your eyes," I released them from their blindness. They each blinked a few times then gazed over at Debbie. "Ah, Debbie!" An aghast Barb momentarily forgot that she and her two companions were also dressed in the skimpy fashion as Debbie looked. It's the sudden impact discovery of one slowly being disrobed versus the one moment fully dressed, the next she's half naked. A couple of hours ago, they were all waiting on tables together, and now they were on their last defenses of being totally naked. For Barb, this was suddenly shocking. "Debbie? Are you ready to join the group?" I asked, not demanded. Probably a mistake, I mused, but maybe not. She grinned widely. "No, that's ok. I'll just watch thanks just the same." She sat down, crossing her legs. We all watched. Just watch, I pondered? Who's watching who? It's like I have two performances going on in the same room, or conducting the horn section with a crescendo of the violin section. "I think it's time for a beer break." I needed a drink. "Everybody back in five minutes." There was a flurry of activity; bathroom breaks, trips to the fridge for cold beer, and the desire to catch a breather. Not a single woman hesitated about flittering around in their under garments either. Everyone was talking; mostly the girls were talking amongst themselves as were the guys. While I grabbed a beer in the kitchen and I overheard Barb whispering to Donna around the corner in the living room. "Do you think he'll tell us to take the rest of our clothes off?" "I sure hope so." Donna lowered her voice, "I'm so horny I'm soaking wet. Look at my panties." She directed her own gaze at the wet spot. "I hope nobody notices. I'm so embarrassed, I think I'd prefer them being off," she giggled at Barb. "You're not the only one who's wet, but I don't think I would want to take them off," Barb confessed. "Would you rather have your bare butt be spanked by everyone here?" "What? You don't really think he would do that do you?" Barb was astonished at the thought. "If you want out of the game, I think he might. Personally, the idea excites me, but I don't want to end this game." "Donna!" "Well? Have you ever been spanked bare-ass in public before?" "When I was little, my father would spank me in front of my younger brother and sister when I was bad. I was so embarrassed. But afterwards," she hesitated for a moment and then spoke in a hush whisper, "I would go to my room and masturbate myself." "Oh, my goodness. That never happened to me, but once my eighth grade teacher paddled me with a ruler in front of the class. Ever since, I would imagine I was naked in front of the class and I masturbated myself many times over that fantasy." "When are we going to continue?" Sam was always the impatient one. "Ok everyone, back to the living-room," I prompted. It amazed me how far this had gone. Now I sensed everyone was ready and willing to go even further. I would be working with each and everyone here in the coming days and there was no way the events of this night wouldn't get out to others at work and beyond. Maybe I should end this before any of us can regret what we, I, did tonight. Deep down, I knew this was a risky path I was taking. Still, there was no way I was going to stop. Everyone anxiously took their same positions as we left off, about 10 minutes ago. The room changed from a buzz of discussions to quiet anticipation. All eyes waiting for me to lead the next round of events that promised much desire and anxiety. "For the next round, stand in your circle formation again, with your left shoulder to the middle." They formed up with Mindy behind Barb, Barb behind Donna, and Donna behind Mindy. Mindy's cute ass cheeks were the most visible and were less than three feet away. I wanted to reach out and grab it. Stay calm, I told myself. "Grab the back of each other's bra with your left hand." They took hold as were instructed. "Swanson says, slap the ass in front of you." Without hesitation each gave the other a resounding "SLAP!" "Ow." "Ow." "Ow," echoed in the room. "Rotate one-third circle." I waited until Donna's ass was before me. "Slap!" Three resonant "SLAP...SLAP...SLAP," filled the room, followed by the expectant "Ow, Ow, Ow." "Rotate." "Slap." "Rotate." "Slap." I increased the tempo of my orders over the next couple minutes until they were running to their next position and spanking the girl in front almost before I even gave the order. There was some laughter, but subtly the mood changed from humorous to erotic. "Stop!" They came to a halt and stood straighter, holding the other's bra and rubbing their own right cheek. "Form a line." They faced me from left to right; Mindy, Barb and Donna. "Stand up straight! Eyes front, stomach in, chest out. Hands behind your heads." They followed my orders, although the last one caught them off-guard for a slight moment. They were all breathing heavily, partially from the work-out they just performed and partially from standing in a vulnerable stance. "Donna, can you explain why there's a wet spot on your panties?" This sent Donna into a state of panic. "Ugh...I...Oh...No," she almost unlocked her hands wanting to cover herself. "That's ok Donna. Mindy and Barb are wet as well." All eyes in the room zeroed in on the girl's crotches. The looks on their faces expressed dire embarrassment and humiliation, as they stood frozen at attention. "Debbie, how are you doing over there?" Debbie automatically changed her position from side-by-side legs to crossing her knees. We could doubtfully see any wetness on her black panties anyway, but by her movement, she believed she was wet also. She smiled sheepishly. "Turn around," I told the girls. They turned, holding into position with hands locked behind their heads. "Close your eyes." Ok, guys, stand behind one of the girls, a different one than the last time." This time, Sam stood behind Mindy, Doug behind Barb and Randy behind Donna. "Unfasten their bras." "Ugh," Barb inhaled. All three guys gratefully obliged. Randy was the first to complete his task with the ease of experience. Doug and Sam had some difficulty, but eventually succeeded. "Thank you, guys. You may sit down now." "Ok ladies, drop your bras and get back in position." Donna and Mindy lowered their hands, holding their bra up for an instant and then dropped their bras to the floor. All three guys sat up in their seats trying to get a glimpse of some tit. Barb, realizing the two on either side had removed their bras, had to make a decision. Should she drop her bra, exposing her naked breasts or should she risk the possibility of bare-butt spankings from her co-workers. She came to the choice of lowering her hands to her chest, then slowly reached each arm through the loops of her bra, and with a deep breath dropped her bra to the floor. She kept her hands over her breasts. "You can massage your breasts if you want Barb," I teased. "Ugh," she didn't want to be accused of rubbing her own breast, so she folded her hands back up behind her head. Three bare-breasted women stood a few feet from the rest with their backs turned. Debbie was the only one who probably got a good view, at least of Mindy anyway. "Swanson says, keep your eyes closed and turn around now." All three slowly turned, knowing their bare tits were fully on display. The room was a complete hush. We all ogled and admired the bare-breasted flesh before us. All three had generous proportions and there wasn't a single nipple that wasn't sticking straight out. Mindy's, having seen them before, still excited me. I could tell because my pants were so tight I had to make an adjustment. Mindy had huge breasts that screamed out, "Come play with me." Barb had beautiful round breasts that defeated the law of gravity. They were magnificent! Donna had very large breasts also and sagged slightly due to the sheer weight. What a glorious sight. No one said a word. They simply stared in awe. I decided it was time to lighten to mood. "I didn't say to have your nipples stand at attention, but they look good that way." Every one gave a nervous giggle or chuckle. "Swanson says, Debbie stand up." Once again Debbie was startled out of her reverie. She gave me a frightened look, but after an unheard drum roll, she unseated herself and stood tall. She knew what was inescapably coming next. She had already committed herself. I looked down at her panties and then in her eyes. She blushed, knowing I was looking at her likely wet panties. "Remove your bra." She stared backed at me, gaining her confidence. Then, she reached behind her back. Two or three seconds ticked by until her bra loosened and she proceeded to remove first one strap from her arm and then the other. Still holding her bra with her hands cupped over her bra, she gracefully lowered her arms and let the bra fall to her side. Wow. Incredible. Even though she wasn't a participant in the game, she obediently played along. Her breasts were small, but pert. Her nipples were every bit as outstanding as any of the other women. She stood proud, standing erect with her chest out. Her areolas were quarter-size, and though her tits were smaller than the other girls, they were definitely worthy to be sucked. In fact, they called out to be sucked. Soon perhaps. Very soon, I promised myself. I licked my lips consciously as I looked into her eyes. She just stood there letting me peruse her near-nakedness. "Ok girls, hands down and open your eyes." They blinked, looked at their self, then at each other, and eventually turned their attention to Debbie. They, too, were in awe of the scene around them. Ten or more seconds passed, while everyone was checking out all the tits in plain view and their unbelievable co-workers displaying them. I checked out the girls panties, which had increased in dampness, especially Donna's white panties. The girls were as excited as the guys, who were constantly re-arranging the front of their jeans. I thought I'd be a little bolder at this point. "Mindy, come closer." Mindy snapped from her own thoughts to my call and stepped forward. "Pull down your panties and bend over my knee." "Oh my," Barb gasped. Mindy, not one to ever disobey me, put her thumbs inside her panties, pulled down her last remaining clothing and bent over my lap. Her beautiful big round ass was planted before me. My hardened cock could feel the warmth of her body and the adjustments she made getting in a comfortable position. I glanced at Debbie, who remained standing, who was wide-eyed staring at Mindy's bare ass. I couldn't resist rubbing my hand over her cheeks and upper thighs. "Umm," she let out a small sigh. Slap! I gently slapped her left cheek. "Oooh," she responded. I slapped her right cheek: left cheek, right cheek, left, then rubbed my hand over both. "Get up, leave your panties on the floor and stand back in place." She struggled to get up, but did as I said, leaving her panties where they were. She stood before all in nothing but the skin she was born with, face flushed and breathing heavily. Swanson Says "Donna, you're next." Donna didn't hesitate, willing and wanting this moment to experience. "Pull down your panties and bend over my lap." She quickly removed her panties and bent over my knees. She had a good-sized firm ass and solid thighs. I slid my right hand over her cheeks and down her thighs. "Spread your legs a little." She was delighted to so. "A little more." Her pussy was partially in view to the guys to my right. I felt the insides of her smooth thighs. "Ahmm," she made a sound indicating she liked the area I was touching. This wasn't the time for that now though. Slap! "Oooh," she responded. A little harder on the other cheek, slap! "Ooh," she felt that one, but not enough to hurt her in any way. She wanted more, so I gave it to her, SLAP! "Owwa." She felt that one. Two more followed in the same intensity, followed by more screams of torture and ecstasy. I knew she loved this moment and would replace her naked in the classroom fantasy with this real-life exhibition. I felt her bottom once more and cupped my hand resting on the entrance to her pussy. My index finger could feel her wetness. I gave one last light slap and told her, "get up, leave your panties on the floor and stand back in place. She awkwardly arose, knees a little shaky and stood naked in all her glory. A Mona Lisa smile rested on her face. "Barb, come here," she jumped nervously at my stern command. If she thought about backing out, my voice told her that was not an option. She stepped up to me with her tits staring me in the face. I wanted to have some fun with Barb. For her own good, she needed to let go of her inhibitions. I started the same as the others. "Pull down your panties and bend over my lap." She looked down at the pile of panties that she would soon add hers to the mound, then cautiously stuck her thumbs inside the elastic band, bent over and lowered her panties down to the tops of her knees. She immediately bent over my knees, so as to avoid having her pussy show more than what was necessary. "Very good Barb. Now spread your legs apart." "Ah," she took in a gasp, but spread her legs open about 12 inches. "Wider." She opened another 6 inches. "Wider!" She opened another 6 inches. "Wider!" "Ah," she fought with another gasp of frustration, but couldn't get her panties to stretch any further. "Here, let me help you," as I pulled her panties all the way off and tossed it on top of the heap. "Ahh," she couldn't express her surprise with any other words. "That's better. Now spread your legs as wide as they will go." "Ahwa," she was close to tears. For her this was totally humiliating. But instead of finding her courage, she gave a sigh and submitted her body until one leg was on the couch and the other 4 feet away on the floor. She must have been giving the guys an eyeful, because their stares beamed in the sight between her legs. I placed my hand on her open thigh and rubbed one up to an inch of her pussy and then repeated with her other thigh. She wiggled, wanting desperately to close her legs as she tensed whenever my hand neared her pussy. I moved my hand over both cheeks and she seemed to relax. I spanked her, once, twice, three times, then four and five. Each time she moaned with the stinging exhibition she was displaying. This must have been the most ultimate eroticism she had ever endured, until I rubbed her cheek while she relaxed and drove my hand between her legs. My middle finger found her opening on the downward stroke and slid deep inside her juicy pussy and locked on tight. She was so startled, she screamed with an ear shattering "AAAAAH!" Her body tensed. Her head rose up. She wanted to free herself, but my left hand was firmly placed on her lower back. Resigned to her position, all she could do was say, "oh, oh, oh!" My finger was motionless, but the thought that it was inside her was driving her near orgasm intensity. Slowly, I dragged my finger along the lower wall until it was out. She let out a long sigh of relief, or was it regret, "oooooh". Her body went limp, uncaring that she was sprawled out naked getting her ass spanked and pussy intruded, with seven of her co-workers watching. I returned to her inside thighs, which made her body tense up again. I moved my fingers up under her pussy until I could feel her bush above her opening. "Oh, Ohh," her sounds were changing from humiliation to yearning. Her breaths shortened. Her legs widened, barely noticeable, but I noticed. Her back arched ever so slightly and her ass rose allowing me greater access. I touched the area of her clitoris with my thumb and lightly circled her most sensitive spot. "OH! OH! OH!" If I kept this up she was sure to orgasm. I pulled my hand up and gave her rump a soft spank. "Ohhh," she let out a disappointing moan. "You did very good Barb. Now I want you to stand up back in place." When I looked up, both Mindy and Donna noticed me looking at them and both immediately moved their hands away from previously holding their crotch. Their legs remained tightly together. Barb was in a daze. She got off my lap and crawled to the floor on all fours. She managed to stand up with her head down and wobbly legs barely holding her steady. She got in line and turned. She looked up at me with eyes that can only be described as pure lustfulness. Sam's mouth was hanging open, while Randy and Doug had a look of astonishment. All of their jeans were engorged with erections underneath. I bet the girls would love to get a real life look at their cocks. Mine too, I suspect. The sight of the nakedness, the smell of female arousal, and the prospect of sex was clearly in everyone's mind. "Guys, stand up." I was the first to stand and the guys followed my lead. "Get undressed." This shocked everyone. But when I started to unbutton my shirt, the other three guys decided this was the thing to do. The girls all stared, eyeing each of us as articles of cloths disappeared; shirts, shoes, socks, belt buckles, zippers, pants, and underwear with obvious hard-on's wanting to be freed. Finally, I removed my boxers showing my seven inches pointing towards the ceiling at full attention. All the women, and even the guys, stared at my boldness, or maybe it was my total nudity they were looking at in amazement. Randy took off his boxers and Sam and Doug removed their briefs. Four men stood naked in the small living-room. Four cocks stood tall before the women. Eyes were darting back and forth. Randy's cock was a little shorter than mine, but heftier in circumference. Doug carried about a six incher and thinner. Sam had about five and a half inches to his offering and average width. I let silence prevail while everyone got a good eyeful. Barb put her hand to her mouth, covering her embarrassment or giddiness, I'm not sure which. Donna, Mindy and Debbie eyed us with a grin and sincere interest. "Ok guys, you can sit down for now." They seemed bewildered, but sat at my request. I sat down also. "Swanson says, Debbie come here." Debbie was the only one who wasn't totally naked. She still wore her sexy black panties, but her nipples were extremely erect. Hearing her name called brought her back in the center of attention. She bit her lower lip and sauntered over in front of me, with her arms at her side. "Debbie, I want you to remove your panties and position yourself across my lap," I asked as persuasively as I could manage. Debbie took a deep breath and shook her hips as she lowered her panties. She kicked them towards me and stood tall, hands on hips. She smiled down at me and climbed across my lap. Her beautiful ass teased me as she wiggled over my engorged cock. My cock ached up against her belly and the soft touch of her skin. "Spread your legs." I didn't have to ask her to spread them wider. She opened her long tone legs at least five feet apart. She arched her back and stuck her taut ass as high as it seemed humanly possible to reach. I reveled in the sight. The aroma of arousal hit my sense of smell. I reverently palmed my hand over her shapely bottom. "Ummm," she cooed. I felt down and back up each of her silky smooth legs. She cooed, but I was in heaven. Although I had other heated desires, I couldn't resist spanking her ass she presented to me. I lightly slapped her right cheek, making more sound than causing any pain. 'Ummm," she responded. Each time I spanked one of her perfectly rounded ass cheeks, she reacted with a hunger for more. I increased the intensity, but by the time I got to five, I wanted more. I wanted to see how much she could take before her "ummm" turned into something else. SLAP! Number six. "Ah ummm," she changed her moan, but still with the sound of enjoyment in her tone. SLAP!! Harder still. "Oh yes," she pleaded. More? SLAP!!! That one hurt my hand. "YES! Oh...harder! SLAP!!!! "OH YES!!" She was screaming in ecstasy. SLAP!!!! "OH...OH YES!!!" Her but was jerking up and down and grinding her twat on my leg on the down slope. SLAP!!!! SLAP!!!! SLAP!!!! "AH...AHH...AH YEEES!" Her breathing was erratic, on the verge of an orgasm without direct contact to her pussy. I wondered how she would react. I reached down between her thighs and cupped her pussy with my middle finger inserted deep inside her. "OOOOOH!" she let out a screaming erotic cry for more. I pulled out my finger and re-inserted my thumb. I lightly teased her engorged clit and she went ballistic. Her thighs tightened, holding my hand locked in place, while keeping her legs mostly spread. "Ah...Ahh...Ahhh...YEEEES!" Her orgasm was fierce and furious. When she was done, she released her thighs holding my hand in place and went limp. I withdrew my hands and rubbed her naked ass. I completely forgot about our audience. When I looked up, all three women had their hands rubbing their own pussy. By the time they noticed I was watching them, it was too late for Donna, "Ah...ah...ah!" Her eyes were closed and her body folded like a flower at night. When she opened her eyes, everyone, except Debbie, were staring in her direction. Sam was fondling his cock, but stopped when a few eyes looked in his direction. "Debbie, can you get up please? Stand in line next to Mindy." When she got up, I collected the panties on the floor and bunched them up into my hand and set them on the couch beside me. "Ladies, line up two-by-two with your backs touching, sideways to the couch." I waited until they shifted positions. Mindy's butt squished up against Barb's butt as Debbie and Donna touched their skin together as well. "Hands behind your head. Gentlemen stand up." The women stood as naked statues with their tits pointing out and nipples hardening, totally vulnerable to what was to happen next.. "Form a circle in front of one of the women. No touching, just look at the tits in front of you." The guys lined up in front of one of the women, a mere few inches away from their bodies, outstretched cocks almost touching the woman. "Place your head in front of each tit for five seconds each." I stood in front of Mindy, a breath away from contact. Fifteen-to twenty seconds passed as the guys ogled the bare titties. "Rotate counter-clockwise." Each man stepped to the next pair of tits. I was in front of Barb. I desperately wanted to stick out my tongue, but held back the urge. "Rotate." The women were squirming, rubbing their asses with the one behind them. Donna's tits tempted me further. My cock was hard as a rock. "Rotate." I now focused my attention on Debbie's pointy nipples. Fifteen or so seconds passed. The women's fidgeting only heightened the experience. "You may lick and touch each tit for twenty seconds. Be gentle." "Oh," I heard Barb let out a startled gasp. I took both hands and place them over both of Debbie's breasts, massaging them tenderly. I stuck out my tongue and licked around her left areola and flicked her nipple. Erotic moans were now being heard all around, "Ah." "Oh." "Oooh." "Mmmm," Debbie purred. I switch my tongue and lips to Debbie's right nipple. I nibbled with my teeth and pinched her other nipple. "Mmmm," she groaned. I stood up, still pinching her nipples and gazed in her eyes. I saw desire on her face, as her mouth formed an "O" and she swished her tongue over her lips. "Rotate," I said to her disappointment. I took a look into Mindy's eyes. She looked totally turned-on from the build-up throughout the night, without any satisfaction of an orgasmic release. I held both globes of her breast in my hands and tweaked her nipples. "Ahh," she moaned. I licked and sucked on one tit and then the other. I liked Mindy. She was such a good sport. Without her, this night may not have ever gotten to this point. I smiled up at her, "Rotate." She smiled back with wildness in her eyes. She wanted more. My next lay-over was Barb. This would be fun. Barb had exquisite breasts and I longed to feel them. Barb was still nervous, but she was enjoying my touch as much as I was enjoying playing with her perfect tits. I pinched, I squeezed, I nibbled, I sucked, and it was fantastic. "Ooh," she moaned more than once. I hated to leave, but, "Rotate." I smiled before leaving and Barb gave me an embarrassment grin. Last on my journey was Donna. Donna looked like she was having the time of her life. The excitement glowed on her face. I took pleasure in fondling her breasts to my satisfaction. I loved the way she responded to my nibbles. "Ahhh," she moaned each time my teeth applied the slightest pressure to her large chewable nipples. "Ok guys, stand back and form a line over here," I motioned in the area of the couch. "Ladies you may put your arms at ease. You were all fantastic. I'll have erotic dreams of your breasts for many years to come. But first, I want you to take two steps forward and sit on the floor." The floor was carpeted with an old shag rug, but it appeared clean enough They all sat down, two-by-two with their backs still facing their opposite pair of compatriots. "Now lie down with your knees up." They pondered this next set of instructions, especially Barb, but they did as they were told. "Open your legs wide apart." "Oh," Barb exclaimed. She was the closest to all the men and would be baring her wet open pussy for the guys to stare at her. She found the excitement overwhelming and spread her legs open. I picked up the four panties and gave Mindy's pink pair to Randy on my right, then Barb's white pair to Doug, and Debbie's Black pair to Sam on the end. I kept Donna's white pair for myself. The girls looked over imagining what I was up to next. "Set the panties you've been given down for now behind you. Randy, kneel in front of...Barb. Doug, kneel in front of Donna. And Sam, kneel in front of Mindy." I went over and kneeled before Debbie. "Now I want you guys to thank the women for all they've done tonight. You each have three minutes or until your woman orgasms, in which case you will stop. We will then rotate clockwise for another three minutes until all women have been thoroughly appreciated by each of us." "Oh my," Barb exclaimed with noticeable excitement, while staring at the ceiling. "Ok, be gentle and eat up boys." With that last word, all heads dove into their respective bushes. Slurping noises sounded along with guttural sighs of eroticism from the women. My attention was on Debbie's juicy pussy. I ran my tongue slowly from the bottom and continued up her cunt lips until the tip of my tongue touched her clitoris. Her reaction was electrifying. I inserted my tongue deep into the upper wall of her pussy and proceeded with an in-and-out motion, momentarily resting the tip of my tongue back on her clit. And I repeated this motion with occasional variations. Her juices tasted like sweet nectar. I lapped up as much as I could gather and her juices were flowing. I focused on her clit and swirled my tongue around and around in both directions. I dove down again as deep as my tongue would go. She started to tense up and closed her thighs on either side of my head. She reached for my head and held it tight. I focused on her clit while she screamed out an intense orgasm. "Oh...oh..oh. Oh yeeeesss. Ohhhhh," she cried out. She released her vice-grip on my head and I could hear Donna, Mindy, and yes, Barb too, cry out their own orgasms. Debbie must have pushed them over the top. I saw three women with a man's head between their legs scream out in ecstasy at the same time, while Debbie lie before me panting and sprawled out with legs wide open. What a sight to behold. All the guys raised their heads. We looked at each other and then the women. Each in turn wiped their juicy face with their forearm. We stayed, kneeling before our four sprawled out limp women, waiting for their recovery. I spoke in a hushed voice, "ok guys, let's rotate." "Oh, my gosh!" Barb could hardly believe her ears. "I don't think I can handle another." "Sure you can Barb," I said. Let's find out. We settled in-between the next set of legs. They had a good minute to re-coop, which I thought was more than enough. "Dive in boys." Donna's pussy was warm and wet. If she had any hesitation of having her pussy eaten out again, it soon disappeared. She responded as if she was continuing with her last orgasm. I was having my way with her, enjoying this new pussy, when she exploded into another orgasm. "Ah...ah...ahhhh!" And then her body collapsed, only panting for breath. I looked up, sure enough there went Debbie, with a vice grip around Sam's head, into her third orgasm of the night. Like dominos, Mindy exploded with Randy between her legs. Not to be left out, Barb too let out a series of whimpers, unmistakably her second orgasm of the night. Doug rose up his head and noticed all the guys staring at him. He wiped his face with his forearm and smiled a big grin. "Ok Barb, you're mine, next. Rotate." "Huh?" She couldn't believe this was happening, but she didn't complain when I kneeled between her legs. I looked over her curvature of her flesh covered body. Her head rested back, eyes opened facing the ceiling and taking short breaths, waiting in anticipation of what was to come. I eyed her smooth thighs and focused my attention on her lush pussy lips that were open and ready for my hungry mouth. My first contact was a light touch with my tongue, placed directly on her outcropping clitoris. "Ohhh!" She pushed her hips up with a sudden jolt. Then I went at her with an energetic enthusiasm. She writhed at my performance. Closer and closer she built up her excited state until she could take no more until, "Ohhh...ohhh...ohhh!" Her orgasm was on the level of a nine or ten of intensity. "AH! AH! OH," she continued for several seconds. I could hear the other girl's moans filling the room with Debbie and Donna reaching their peak. Mindy followed soon thereafter. Heavy panting was abundant, as all the women laid there in satisfied bliss. "Rotate," I called out. Barb was too exhausted and resigned to comment. Mindy was last on my list. I knew what she liked and after a short pause I rang out, "last one. Make it count." All heads went down. My tongue dove down to Mindy's hot box and tormented her already stimulated clitoris. She, as well as the other women, screamed out moans of abused pleasure of their sensitive clitorises. That didn't stop any of the guys from bringing them to a last round of high-spirited orgasmic climaxes. They women were at the point of total fatigue. They lie lithely in a blissful state, happy, but thinking their molesters were finished arousing their bodies to extreme sensations. I let the moment settle, while the women regained full consciousness. "Alright guys, let's grab the panty you were given and line up." We all returned to our previous locations, with panties in hand. I noticed all cocks were close to, if not fully, in an erect position. "Place your panty over your cock," I casually instructed. The girl's heads turned up, looking at the goings-on. Swanson Says "Ladies, get up and kneel in front of your panties." The group of female flesh crawled to their feet and promenaded over to the man holding her panties over his cock. Donna and Barb had a little difficulty determining which pair of white panties was theirs, but they figured it out and kneeled inches away from their hanging panty. "Take your panties and set them aside." Donna removed her panties, while grasping my cock and sliding them off in the process. Ooh, that felt nice. Mindy and Debbie retrieved their panties from Randy and Doug as well. What caught my eye were Barb's trembling hands, as her eyes bugged out, revealing Sam's pole. I grinned at the innocence. Each of you will get one minute to fondle and lick balls, lick and suck cock, and test your limits at deep-throating. NO Teeth. And under NO circumstances are you to bring your guy to climax. Guys, think of work, baseball or whatever, but DO NOT cum. When I say rotate, the women will move down the line to their right, with the one on the end moving to the beginning of the line." They all seemed anxious at the up-coming event. "Now this is very important. On the fourth cock that you put your mouth around, you will perform your best cock-sucking you can come up with until you bring your man to orgasm. You will swallow every drop and keep your mouth around his cock until he is completely finished. Any cum that spills over, you will lick clean." Debbie, on the end, smiled as she looked my way. "There is no time limit on the last cock, so give it your very best. One last thing, if any guy shoots their load, both man and woman are done for the duration. The woman will still be required to finish off the cock and swallow every drop. Ladies, if your man cums before he is suppose to, you will later be submitted to 10 spankings from each person in this room." I knew Donna, for one, would love to submit to a public spanking from the crowd, which may make hers and the other's technique more desirable. All women faced their cock in front of them, anxiously awaiting the command. "You may begin." Donna wasted no time in devouring my cock in her mouth. She deep-throated me in one mouthful attempt, going within an inch of the length of my staff. She cupped my balls with one hand while holding the base of my cock with the other. Oh, this is going to take some will-power to resist shooting my sperm down her throat. I was waiting for this luxury since we started this game. Donna was good, and maybe I would pursue her sucking me off at another time, but I was certain I could hold back for the minute of her enthusiasm. She focused her attention by taking me in her mouth down to the base of my cock. She grabbed onto my ass with both hands and used this leverage to thrust my cock down through her tonsils with every stroke. I let her do all the work while I watched the other three girls hungrily swallowing a cock of their own. Even Barb gave way to her inhibitions with Doug. Her eyes were wide open and spent as much time looking and squeezing Doug's cock in-between swallowing 3-to-4 inches with passion. Debbie was teasing poor Sam more than anything. Sam was probably the most likely to ejaculate without hesitation than anyone and she didn't seem interested in being his unexpected receptacle. Nevertheless, she engulfed his penis wholly. Mindy seemed to enjoy having Randy's cock in her mouth. I could hear her moans of pleasure with each stroke. "Ok, rotate," I reluctantly breathed out, much to the appreciation of the guys who were all trying to hold their real desire to release the sperm from their balls. Donna released my cock, looked up at me licking her lips and stood up to move over to Sam. Mindy, Barb and Debbie each scooted down one on their knees to face another cock to suck. When Donna was in place, I announced, "Begin sucking." Mindy took my cock in her hands and licked the under-side of my cock, swirling her tongue up and down and around the head. She took me deep into her mouth and, slowly at first, began sucking. She stroked my cock with her hands while her mouth surrounded my staff. I had the thought that she was getting better than I had remembered. Oooh, she was doing an amazing job. Her moans added to the sensation I was feeling. Too much more of this and I would consider giving my load for her to swallow. In fact, I think she wanted me to cum for her. Neither she nor Donna was holding back in the least. Was it because they wanted me to cum in their mouth, or did they want the public spanking, or perhaps both? I thought I'd better put an end to this and a minute must have passed by now. "Rotate," Sam and Doug let out a sigh of frustration and relief. Mindy moved down to Sam as Barb was now inches away from my erect wet pole. Barb stared at my cock with a hazy look of shear lust in her eyes. I looked forward to Barb taking my cock down her throat, a thought that escaped me before tonight. But now she was seconds away from sucking my cock and we were both anticipating the notion. "Give us a good suck," my language was getting cruder. I think I wanted to get a reaction from Barb. I was not disappointed. Barb took my cock like a starved animal. Her movements were savage, as if she couldn't get enough. I didn't notice her taking any of the others down to the back of her throat, but she swallowed five, six inches until she slightly gagged, then went back for more. This woman was hungry for cock, at least mine anyway. Maybe she was going for the prized spanking. I really didn't care. I was enjoying every moment of pleasure she was giving me. All of a sudden I heard Sam, "Aaaah." I looked over. Sam was coming in Mindy's mouth. "Everyone but Mindy and Sam stop." We all looked over at Mindy swallowing Sam's cum, as Sam was finishing with an expression of anguished satisfaction on his face. "Aaaah! Aaaah! Aahhhh," Sam's eyes were closed and his head fell back. Mindy continued lapping up the remaining spurts of cum and continued to lick him clean. "I guess we are ready for the finale. Barb, Doug is all yours. Donna, show Randy your talents. And Debbie, come to me." The girls headed for their designated cocks that were soon to explode in their mouth. Mindy sat back to watch and Sam relaxed in his seat. Debbie peered up at me and gave me a wicked and lustful smile. She fondled my balls and while still looking up, then lowered her head and licked the undersides of my ball-sack. She delicately sucked one of my testicular balls into her mouth and used her tongue to play with it. She did the same with the other one. All the while she was stroking my cock leisurely. I groaned with sensual gratification, enjoying the scenic reality of her licking my balls. She released control with a popping sound from her lips and slid her tongue upwards along my longing staff. She glanced up at my face, smiled that lustful smile of hers, and then took my cock into her moist mouth. My cock delighted with her up and down rhythm. "Ahhh," Randy groaned in ecstasy. All eyes looked his way. Donna was sucking furiously, taking in Randy's eruption. "Ahhh. Ahhh. Ahhh," Randy grunted in-between spurts of his shooting sperm. "Ughnm," Randy was spent. "Oh!" Doug cried out in exhilarated excitement to Randy's orgasm and to Barb's eager mouth. "Oh. Oh. Oh. Ahhhh," Doug let out a finishing sigh of satisfaction. Debbie refocused her attention to sucking my cock. All eyes in the room were now focused on us. I didn't mind so much, as Debbie was distracting me with increased stimulation. Debbie appeared to enjoy being on display, based on her performance. She paused her sucking to seductively lick her way up from the base of my cock to teasing the top crown with her out-stretched tongue, giving the crowd a nice visual. My attention was on the fantastic blow job I was getting. With all the events of the night, my balls could not hold out much longer. As Debbie intensified her energy, my balls tightened. "Oh," I let out a warning. Debbie's hand held the base, while her mouth prepared for the inevitable with her lips still surrounding my head. "Ohhh!" The first shot was enormous. I could feel my own cum shoot from the bottom of my balls, through the shaft of my engorged cock, out of the tip of my crown, and straight into Debbie's waiting mouth. I often thought it a misfortune that a woman could never feel the incredible pleasure of a male ejaculation, but then they have their own form of orgasm that men can only imagine. My orgasm was the most explosive and spasmodic eruption I had ever experienced. Debbie was having a hard time swallowing the amount I must have been ejecting, but she seemed to manage. My mind was free of all thoughts, other than the orgasmic pleasure of my cock and balls. After a moment of regaining my consciousness, I opened my eyes to see smiling facial expressions all around. Debbie was licking my cock like a Popsicle, until she cleaned up any last evidence of my sperm. I sat down, joining Sam, Doug and Randy who were sitting in their seats recuperating. The girls were all seated at the foot of their gratified man. "Wow." Everyone let out a laugh of agreement. "Swanson says, that was amazing," another laugh from the group. "So, I guess the only thing remaining is for Mindy to put her pretty ass on display for some disciplinary action." The events that took place thereafter went on for about 30 minutes or so. It was funny in parts, titillating in others (especially when the girls got their turn), and Mindy ended up with some very rosy red buns. The sun was coming up and it was time to call it a night. I got kisses from all the girls, as did all the guys. The coming days and were full of sexual innuendos at work and when some of the other waitresses found out about the happenings of that night, they too seemed interested in participating in another game of "Swanson Says". But, that will be a story for another time.