3 comments/ 140764 views/ 9 favorites Swing Man Ch. 01-03 By: Chile Peeler Chapter 1 "She said no." "Definitely no?" "I would have to say yes, definitely. If it's any consolation, it wasn't because it was you. I just think the whole idea made her uncomfortable....I think she thinks it will hurt our marriage." "That's too bad. If you ask me, it would only make it better....well, damn.....listen the offer is still open if you want to come out. Carmen's definitely up for it." "Really?. . .I thought it was a package deal." "I would have liked that, man. You know I've always had a thing for Stella, even if she is a prissy little thing. But, it doesn't mean you have to sit around on your hands. . . it's time to live a little. You've earned it." "You are so right...I'll call you tomorrow after I think about my alibi." "All right, talk to ya then." Jonas Elliot placed the phone back on its cradle and stared out the window wall of his 19th story Century City office. It was a relatively smogless day in Los Angeles and he could see the blue Pacific way out beyond Santa Monica. Well, just when things were getting a little dull, he thought. My brother makes me an offer I can't refuse? The lucky son-of-a-bitch shouldn't be the only one having fun. I'll just drive out and screw this new chickie. He opened the drawer of his desk and pulled out the Polaroid Lance had sent him. Carmen was one hot looking woman. In the photo, she was wearing a skimpy white bikini that contrasted nicely with her deep tanned skin. Long, dark-brown hair with some blonde highlights. She must have some Latin blood in her. . .maybe even some black mixed in, Jonas mused, trying to remember who she reminded him of. Then it came to him - Paula Abdul, the singer. His daughter had pointed her out to him at a Kings game a couple of years ago. Carmen's face had that same look, the full lips, longer legs though. And Carmen's chest was much bigger; obviously she had had some work done. "I'm going to enjoy doing that," he said out loud. He could almost kiss Lance for even bringing up the idea. He'd been talking to his brother at a cook-out at his Brentwood home several weeks ago and Lance, who was ten years younger than he, had started kidding him about slowing down at his old age of 41. Of course, he was referring to the number of women he was sleeping around with behind Stella's back. Years ago, Jonas had sold his soul to the Devil - namely the former owner of the law firm he worked for, Stella's father. Jonas had seen the opportunity of marrying his way to partner status. He'd tried to remain faithful for five or six years, even had a child because Stella wanted one so bad. But temptations were around every door and once Stella's father passed away, leaving him firmly entrenched in the law firm, he'd begun to open some of those doors. He'd been discreet and the thrill had been good. Finding willing partners had not been a problem; he worked out at the LA Sports Club several times a week and was in pretty good shape. 6'1", black hair with a smattering of gray, a mustache that was going grayer faster, good definition on the chest, legs in pretty good shape from racquetball. Women wanted him and didn't care if he was married. Clandestine motel meetings with secretaries, an occasional female lawyer or even some escort girls. He'd pay for it if it was good stuff, no problem with that. Hell, he had enough money to retire on comfortably even if Stella found out and took him for half. Anyway, Lance had been kidding him about whether he could still get it up. He'd remarked to Lance that he was getting enough on the side but he did wished he had Lance's life once in a while; Lance's life seemed to be a string of parties and loose women, many of them in their 20's. Lance had gotten sort of serious and had taken him aside and told him that he had fallen in with a crowd out in Palm Springs that liked to swing, wife-swap, fly in call girls from LA or Vegas. There was a lot of money in Palm Springs, old and new, and Lance had made some connections and gotten invited to some parties, swinger parties. His good looks and the ability to bring some hot girlfriends had made him a regular. And he said they were always looking for new faces, preferably people with money to minimize the chance of someone going to the press. So, that's how he had arrived at where he was today. He'd tried to talk Stella into trying a little swinging with Lance and Carmen to begin with. He'd known the odds were stacked against him but he'd pitched the idea with all his might. If Stella would agree, their marriage would have gone up to the point that he could stand it. Of course, Stella, the ice queen, had vetoed the idea before it saw the light of day. Well, you can't teach an old dog new tricks, he thought, knowing it applied to Stella and himself also. He put the picture of Carmen back in his drawer and got up and walked to the window, rubbing the back of his neck as he pondered how he should proceed. Swing Man Ch. 01-03 "Lance, how you are able to still walk is beyond me," Jonas said, feigning exhaustion as he sat in a chair. "Where the hell did you find her?" "Yeah, she's a ballbuster, all right.....I met her at one of those parties I told you about. Some guy flew her up from Puerto Rico for this party...and I took her home," Lance said proudly. "This guy didn't have a problem with that?" "Who knows? Hell, the guy was doing two blondes last time I saw him." "You're talking an orgy, right?" "I don't know any other word to describe it, Jonas...bodies going at it right and left." Jonas had to find a women to take to those parties. Lance had said they were strictly a couples thing...no singles were allowed. He'd hire a girl if he had to. . the problem would be keeping it from getting back to Stella. Well, he'd think about that later. "Carmen said you should change. She's taking a quick shower." "Great.....welcome to the swinging world, my brother," Lance said, slapping him on the shoulder before running upstairs. Swing Man Ch. 01-03 "This one may be too much for us," Lance joked as he moved around in front of Carmen's crouched form. "Carmen, you think you can find something to do with this?" He was obviously referring to his hard dick but Jonas couldn't see through Carmen's head. "Oh, I think I so!" Carmen said seductively and Lance edged closer. Then Lance's face took on a very contented expression as he saw Carmen's head began to bob. "That's good...very good!" Lance sighed. "You suck and Jonesy will fuck, eh, bro!" "Let's give the lady what she wants!" Jonas smiled and began screwing Carmen again. The three of them built up a nice rhythm - Jonas shafting Carmen's clutching cunt, rocking her body back and forth, making her lips slip and slide on the mouthful of cock she was servicing. It was a hot old time and soon they were all grunting and groaning. Jonas looked down and watched her sweet ass shudder when he banged against it. Leaning a little further back, he gazed down at his pumping manhood as it plied into her bulging labia. What a sweet sight! Jonas thought. Right above it was her asshole and he could see it clenching and unclenching. Intrigued, he slid his hands back up on Carmen's ass, letting his thumbs slide into the cleft of her firm cheeks. Carmen had two holes filled. . .he'd see how she felt about the third. "Mmmmphhffhh....mmmMMMMM!" he heard Carmen moan around his brother's dick as he first rimmed her puckered orifice and then pressed his thumb right through her sphincter. Her ass-ring clamped down on his thumb and she undulated her ass, maybe in encouragement. "Whhoooaaa....what the hell you doin' back there, Jonas? You got her sucking me like a hurricane!" Lance gasp as he gathered Carmen's long hair in his hands and held it above her head like a rein. "Come on, baby... do it all.....open that throat for ole Lancey. . .aaaaaahhhhh!" Jonas saw Carmen's face mash into Lance's belly as she swallowed his length like a pro. He began fucking her pussy hard as he twisted his thumb around in her shitter. He was definitely in the homestretch. "MMMmmmMMMPPPFFFFWWWOOOOOO!" Carmen began to raise Cain as she burst into another orgasm. Her pussy convulsed around his cock and he fought to keep her ass steady as he felt his own peak rising. Lance cried out and Jonas saw his brother's chest go rigid. Carmen was getting a throatful of cum and Jonas was right behind Lance. "GGGGGGAAAAA!" he groaned as he let loose in Carmen's cooze. All the cum his balls had produced since Carmen's delightful blowjob, now careened into Carmen's velvety hole. Each spurt, slow though they were, was like white hot lightning going through on his nervous system. It ended all to soon. He opened his eyes to see Lance fall back against the headboard, his glistening peter flopping on his thigh. He gave Carmen a push and she fell forward on the bed, his dick slipping out of her well-fucked hole with a loud slurp. He sat back on his haunches and watched Carmen snake a hand back to feel her sloppy sex. "Well," Lance said, "I think that went rather well." Later, Jonas walked out to his car in the fading afternoon. He had to start for home; he really should have left sooner but he'd just had to enjoy Carmen on more time. After an hour of relaxing and renewed groping, he'd taken Carmen in for a very stimulating shower. The precious girl had been able to coax some more cum out his balls with that skillful mouth of hers. Lance had said he'd be in touch about the next swinging party. That was going to be a tricky thing; slipping away for a workday was easy but Lance said the parties usually occurred on the weekends and at night. Not so easy to explain an absence like that; he could try it, lie about where he was but if his wife tried to contact him......maybe just tell her to call him on his cellular phone. That might work...say you're going to some city...forget to leave the hotel name....possibly. The only other problem would be finding a date to bring....someone that wouldn't mind banging strangers at a party. Not so easy but he knew people that could find someone for the right price; Heidi Fleiss hadn't cornered the market by any means. He'd think things through on the drive home. He was definitely going to find a way to continue swinging. Swing Man Ch. 01-03 "I'll give it to ya right now!" Eric proposed and began to take off his tanktop. Nikki was ready for him; the stripping and exhibitionism had her all slickery. Tori, however, steered her back onto the script. "You heard her, Eric," Tori said, rising to her knees beside Nikki's reclining form, running a hand down Nikki's thigh. Nikki knew what her friend had in mind. "First, you got to watch." "Yeaaahhh," Nikki said, falling back and Tori quickly moved over her body in a 69 position. Nikki wrapped her arms around Tori's lower back and gazed up at Tori's hovering sex crease as she felt Tori's fingers surrounding her own furry slit, pulling it open, letting Eric see all of her charms, up close and personal. "Look at that pussy," Nikki heard Tori toying with their audience member. She heard the other bed creaking and clothes rustling. Eric was probably stripping the rest of his clothes off. She wished she were Tori; it was always so fun to watch the guy squirm. "Watch, Eric, watch this," Tori said nastily and Nikki felt her tongue, feather-light, begin delving into her pussy folds. Just the tip and a little of the underside of Tori's tongue searched through her springy pubes as she kept her face above her excited sex, she was giving Eric an unobstructed view of the beginning of her licking. "Mmmmm," Nikki trilled at the delicious feeling and Tori shifted her own legs wider, bringing her own pussy down toward Nikki's face. Nikki arched upward to meet it, mashing her lips on it's length, sucking on it lustfully as her hands rode up to hold Tori's butt. "OOOoooooo," she heard Tori gasp and then a similar smothering sucking was on her own open snatch. Nikki blew hot air in Tori's cunt at the electric jolt of Tori's hot cunnilingus and then went to work on the hot, oily tissue of her friend's crotch. It was a particularly good session, maybe because it was their last night. Tori got her off first, which was rare. Nikki flooded Tori's tongue and felt her pull away and knew she was letting Eric see the juices dripping out of her shuddering, saliva-soaked slit. Nikki began fucking Tori with her fingers and sucking on her clit and Tori then let go, her crouching body jerking on Nikki's pumping fingers. When she'd calmed down, Tori climbed off her and stood in front of Eric. "Ready for me, Eric?" she asked. "Look at this and tell what you think." His dick looked painfully hard after watching 15 minutes of cuntsucking and feminine moaning. Tori opened the drawer of the nightstand and pulled out a string of rubbers. Nikki saw Eric's face cloud with some disappointment; he'd no doubt been looking forward to some bareback riding. Tori must have saw the look, too. "No glove, no love," she said as she ripped one of the condoms off and opened the packet. Nikki got off the bed and walked over to the desk, feeling like a cigarette before her turn with Eric. She flicked out a Virginia Slim and lit up, turning back to the beds. Tori was down on her knees sucking Eric's latex-protected cock as he held her head. Nikki was happy for Tori. She'd really come out of her shell under her tutelage. "Jessuussss! Come on. . .let's fuck!" Eric pleaded. Tori sort of jumped in his lap and before Eric's back had even hit the bed, he was fucking his dick up into her squealing girlfriend. . . Swing Man Ch. 01-03 God, I'm sorry I ever doubted you! he thought as Carmen succeeded in freeing her ankles from the clothing and turned back to him. "We're going to have such a good time here," she promised, crawling up over his legs on her hands and knees, her tits looking so large, hanging down like grapefruits. A good time today....then I'm packing you back to Lance unfortunately. I'd love to keep her but the downside's too great, he thought. She stopped with her hands on either of his hips and looked down at his rising manhood which he continued to pump erect. The sight of her lovely face hovering just above it was enough to double the flow of starch. "You're all man, baby," Carmen stroked him verbally. She dipped her shoulders quickly and planted a light kiss on the underside of his glans, then rose back up, teasing him. Looking forward to another great suck job, Jonas spread his legs and she shifted her knees off the bed one at a time to accommodate the maneuver. Now he was ready to lay back and enjoy her lips on his nearly-erect prick. But she had other ideas. She walked slightly further over him and then lowered her hips onto his, supporting herself on her straight arms and her knees. He removed his hand from his hard-on, letting it move up onto her lower back as she began a humping motion with her ass, grinding her trimmed line of snatch along the underside of his shaft. "Oooooo, that dick feels so hard," she cooed down at him. "Mmmmm, all for you, my dear," Jonas promised. As she continued her crotch-to-crotch masturbation, he moved both arms under her armpits, letting his hands caress her upper back. She might have taken this as an invitation to snuggle because she lowered her body further down on his, squashing her augmented titties into his hairy chest. As her torso was shorter than his, she moved a little further up his body to kiss him again. As their lips danced, he ran his hands down her back, tracing the bumping outline of her backbone and then swooping them up the rise of her sexy ass which she was still wiggling against him. I'm gonna fuck this girl 'til she's bowlegged! Jonas swore.