4 comments/ 53574 views/ 4 favorites Tiffany's Swing Party Ch. 01 By: jsbenk Although the dinner and dessert were enjoyable, we didn't go to Tiffany and Mike's parties for the food. The dinner was only a prelude to the sex that would come later. Sitting at the table while socializing and eating gave ample time for everyone to check out the other guests in a non-threatening environment. After all, most people are comfortable at a dinner party with clothed guests, but the couple that can walk in on an ongoing orgy and join the fun is rare. Mike was very particular where people sat at the table and assigned each guest a seat. Couples never sat together. Rather, Mike seated people together if he thought there would be some physical or intellectual attraction between them. Tiffany and Mike always invited five couples they only had seating for twelve. Among the other couples, we hand only met Ken and Mary. The other couples we knew only from their profiles on Lifestyle Lounge, a swing websites we all had in common. After dinner, I followed the rest of the guests into the living room and found a spot on a couch next to an attractive couple I hadn't met before. Before I could introduce myself, Tiffany, entered the room holding a black beret. "To get this evening's festivities started," Tiffany started, "we're going to play a little game. After picking a card from the hat, you'll get five minutes to tell the story requested by the card. Make your story as erotic and descriptive as possible." Tiffany always came up with something to set the mood. At her last party, she had two of the female guests dress up in lingerie and put on a hot lesbian show in the living room, complete with some serious strap-on action. The party before that, Tiffany had everyone draw straws for the privilege of having her go down on the person drawing the shortest straw, regardless of gender. Her party games always worked wonders getting people aroused and ready for uninhibited sex. Without an icebreaker, people tended to sit around for hours chatting and eating chips until someone got drunk enough to shed their clothes and get everyone else involved. Or at least that's the case with inexperienced swingers. Although the game sounded fun, I was sure we'd only hear one or two stories before a couple started kissing or a woman began sucking cock. That's all it took. Just one couple losing their inhibitions and within minutes everyone would be naked and pairing off with their partner or someone else's. Or if a sufficiently wild group, there would be flesh piles of four or more people scattered about. While Tiff passed the hat around, I glanced around the den where the twelve of us were sitting. When things got wild later on, there weren't any bad choices; the guys were all good looking and so were the women. Many times there would be hot women for my husband, but the men would be awful. Nice and with good personalities maybe, but unattractive. I had a hot hubby and could afford to be choosy; if I just wanted to get laid, I could stay home and have great sex with my husband Jon. When the hat finally got to me, I pulled a card with a number one on top. Damn. I was giving the first story. I read aloud the instructions, "Tell us about the first time someone performed oral sex on you". I took a sip from my Cosmo. "OK, I'm not very good at telling stories, but I think you'll like this one. I got off to a very late start when it came to sex; I was a junior in college before I had the pleasure of having someone go down on me. " "Spring break of my junior year at Annapolis, I decided to hang around the area and visit friends in DC and Baltimore. The dorms were deserted during break as most of the midshipmen flew home to visit with their families. The mids who remained usually didn't do so out of choice; they were mostly there as punishment for substandard academics or conduct. Saturday afternoons in the dorms were usually pretty quiet as everyone was out on liberty. But it was absolutely deserted on that day since most everyone left for vacation the previous evening. I was reading a book in my bed and enjoying the quiet until shouting outside of my room distracted me. Before each meal, plebes stood at numerous places throughout the halls yelling out the menu and various trivia such as sports around the yard and uniforms to wear. I was usually pretty mellow and didn't harass the chow callers, but my plans for the evening were ruined when friends cancelled on me at the last moment and I felt ornery enough to take it out on someone else. The plebe at the station outside my room was muttering her way through the menu. I could tell that it was Ms. Robb by the voice, but I was a surprised at how poorly this normally squared away plebe was doing. I slammed my door open and stormed out to tear her apart. "What kind of chow call is that?" I asked. "Pick up the volume! Do you want people to miss evening meal formation?" She gave me a blank stare and continued on as if I hadn't said anything. Her look seemed to state, "No one's around but you, and I don't care enough to yell my heart out." Her lackadaisical attitude was annoying and I was determined to ruin her evening. She probably wasn't happy that she was on academic probation, but I wasn't in a forgiving mood. "Come around to my room after dinner, Ms. Robb. You've got 30 minutes to eat and get back up here." Exactly on time, I heard a several loud raps on my door followed by, "Ms. Robb reporting as ordered." Latching open the door, I went out in the hall and had her stand at attention against the bulkhead. "What was the matter this evening?" "Nothing, Ma'am." "Are you going to do a better job tomorrow at lunch?" I asked. "Yes Ma'am", was her less than enthusiastic response. She just stood sullenly against the wall in her black working uniform. Not inclined to discuss her problems in the hall, I asked her to step inside my room. "OK, what's the problem? You normally are one of the loudest plebes on the floor and now your lack of enthusiasm is just pathetic." She replied with another sullen "Nothing Ma'am." "Do you think you need some kind of incentive to do better?" "I don't know." "I don't know just doesn't cut it. Come here and face away from me", I ordered. Grabbing my webbed bayonet belt from the closet and doubling it up, I strode up behind her and whacked her bottom so hard that the resulting crack surprised me. "Is that the kind incentive you need?" I yelled, forgetting everything I was taught about positive leadership techniques. She yelped, but didn't say anything or try to move away. I gave more whacks, but with lesser force. "Still no opinion?" I asked. "I'll be louder!" "Are you sure?" I asked while lashing her again with the belt. "I'll do anything you ask. Please no more." "Anything?" I asked. "Yes." "Will you make my rack for the next two weeks?" "Yes". "Will you sweep out my room every day?" "Yes." "Will you lick my toes?" I asked, wondering whether she'd say yes to anything. "Yes." I stopped strapping her, but my heart continued racing. The paddling I had given her got my adrenaline going in the same way it did when we gave classmates "birthday parties" where we dragged them out of their rooms and swirled their heads in the toilets. But that's a story for another time. I sat back down in my worn gray and black Government Issue chair. Officially, hazing went out several years before I started at school, but I knew many instances where it still went on. We certainly got hazed as plebes, but the new administration was taking a very dark view of it. If Jenny Robb turned me in, I'd get kicked out; certainly not the way I'd want to leave. While I pondered the trouble I got myself into, Jenny asked whether I was ready to have my toes licked. "Uh, I wasn't serious", I replied, slightly confused by her new show of enthusiasm. She ignored my response as she took the folded blue blanket from the foot of my rack and placed it on the floor in front of me. Looking me in my eyes, she got down on her knees in front of me. "I'm good to my word", she told me. Pulling off my slipper, she raised my foot to her mouth and ran her tongue from my heel to my toes. I didn't really care to have my toes licked, but when I said it, it seemed kind of amusing and degrading. I never expected to actually hold her to it. In fact, I was getting uncomfortable having someone of the same sex touch me the way she was. I began thinking I was a fool for not stopping my questions at the point where she agreed to clean my room. It would have given me a chance to read the paper in the morning while she swept and cleaned. At least, that's what I was thinking until her warm mouth engulfed my big toe. Damn that felt good! She wrapped her lips gently around each of my toes and sucked gently as she slid her lips back and forth over my toe. Working her way from my big toe to my small toe and then back again felt splendid. She went on and gave my other foot the same treatment. She certainly didn't act like she was being punished. Rather, she looked up at me with her blue eyes as she caressed and bathed my toes with her tongue. "Jenny, lock the door. You have a few more minutes to go on your punishment", I said as seriously as I could without smiling. I wanted that door locked since this wasn't something I'd be able to explain to a classmate or the Officer of the Watch. And as much as I complained about school, I didn't want to explain to some fifty-year-old admiral why I was having a plebe lick my toes. Jenny got back down in front of me and I took a moment to hit the play button on my cassette player to make some noise. Suckling my toes, she ran her soft hands from my calf to my inner thigh, sending shivers up my spine. Those gentle caresses on my legs were turning me on. I was impatient for her hands to travel further up my legs, but she kept stopping her light touches just inches from my pussy. I knew where Jenny was leading our little "punishment session", but I found myself not wanting to stop her. "You aren't getting turned on, Ma'am, are you?" she asked me with a smirk. Running my hand through her hair was all the answer I was going to give her. She licked her way up my calf and placed little kisses every few inches, letting her tongue trail between the kisses. Her warm lips on my inner thighs made me suck in my breath while my heart began beat faster. No boyfriend had ever given me this kind of attention. I closed my eyes for a second and then looked down at Jenny. Her face was resting in my lap and her arms reached around my back, stroking me tenderly under my t-shirt. I felt myself getting wet; I knew my fingers would come away slick if I stroked my pussy. Jenny looked up at me and smiled as she ran her hand into the leg hole of my shorts. As she rested her hand on my panty-covered crotch, I let out a soft moan. She gently ground her palm against my clit in a firm, circular motion that drove me wild. "I can give you something much better than a toe sucking. Would you like that?" "Yes", I said in a softly. Grasping the waistband of my shorts and panties and pulling them off, her face lit up as she told me, "You are really going to like this." I was naked from the waste down. Jenny bent forward and placed a wet kiss below my belly button. She pulled my ass forward in the chair so that my crotch was at the edge of the chair and within easy reach of her face. Showing a level of confidence that surprised me, she placed one of my legs on the desk and the other on the bed so that I was sitting with my pussy wide open and available for her. Jenny's warm breath on my pussy excited me in a way I had never felt before. Playing with my own pussy didn't even come close to the sensations Jenny was giving me. I felt a tightening in my chest and lost focus of the room around me as she placed a kiss on my mons. As she kissed everywhere but my open pussy, I knew I'd soon experience something I fantasized about. I had desired getting eaten out ever since friends told me how much they enjoyed their boyfriends licking their pussies. But I never thought the first time I'd get eaten out would be by a woman. While Jenny's kisses turned me on and made me dripping wet, she was still limiting her kissing and licking to my inner thighs. Tantalizing me as she grazed her tongue gently through my bush, I was anxious for her lips to reach the soft folds of my cunt and have her tongue slip inside me. Finally she quit teasing. Tingles went through me as she ran her tongue from the bottom of my pussy to my clit. Repeating those long licks, she looked up at me and raised her eyebrows as if to say, "Isn't this good?" I continued running my hands through her soft blonde hair while she slowly sucked my inner lips into her mouth. Gently, she grasped my lips between hers and pulled back slightly. She'd move her lips a little further along my pussy and give exquisite attention to a new area. I was feeling very relaxed when she suddenly pushed her face fully into my crotch and began tonguing the opening of my cunt. When she raised her head up to look at me, I saw my juices glistening all over her nose and cheeks. "Ma'am, I'm feeling really punished", she chuckled. I would never have believed the sullen gloom woman from before dinner could turn into this assertive, sexy woman who was enjoying tongue fucking me. I suppose I wasn't the only one having a bad day before dinner. "Well, you aren't finished yet, plebe", I said as I lifted my pussy back to her mouth. Moving my hands from her head to my stomach, she began working her lips over my pussy. Her soft lips wrapped around my engorged clit and rhythmically sucked it as if it were a tiny cock. No longer was she kissing anywhere else. Only my clit, and her mouth felt fantastic. For something so taboo as having another woman make love to me, it certainly felt wonderful. I came hard. The orgasm Jenny gave me was completely unlike any I had ever given myself. I held my hands tightly across my chest as my pussy spasmed. I heard myself moaning and realized I was probably not as quiet as I should have been. One of the least useful skills I learned in military school was how to masturbate so quietly that the rickety bedsprings did not give away my nightly actions to my roommate. I certainly wasn't thinking about being quiet now. Coming down from my orgasm, Jenny held her arms firmly around my thighs and moved her head against my tummy. I thought Jenny was done pleasing me, but she once again buried her face in my muff. This time, her licking and sucking moved me towards orgasm faster than the first time. Arching my back in pleasure, Jenny inserted a finger into my cunt while she focused on sucking my clit. From her enthusiasm and skill, I new this wasn't her first time pleasuring a woman. I envied this 19 year-old who had explored sex more thoroughly than I. At 21, I was still technically a virgin, yet I was experiencing the most intense sexual pleasure I could have imagined. A second, more intense orgasm pulled me out of my mental wanderings and after a few moments, I looked down at Jenny and was bemused to see her smiling at me. When she saw me open my eyes, she ran her tongue around her lips. "Ma'am, you've got a tasty pussy," she said in a soft, breathy voice. I'm sure I blushed. Having a woman comment on the taste of my cunt was not something I expected. Recovering from a devastating orgasm, I watched as she kicked off her shoes and hopped on my rack. As she was raising her hips to slip off her slacks and panties, she looked at me and asked, "Ma'am, do you think you can help me out a little. I've got a problem," she said with a mix of demand and need. "And what might that problem be?" "I've got a very wet pussy that needs some attention", she replied as she ran her fingers through her wet, glistening slit. Her boldness surprised me. I knew what she wanted, but I didn't know if I could do it. I got in bed and knelt at her feet. Looking down into her open legs, I was overwhelmed at how wet and swollen her pussy looked. I had seen my roommate naked many times and had seen many of my classmates naked in the gym showers, but I was never so close to a woman's aroused sex. The smell of her arousal was strong, but pleasant. Putting my hands on her upraised knees, I stared again into her open pussy lips. "I can't Jenny. I just can't ", I told her. I wanted to go down on her, but I felt squeamish and a little frightened to put my face into another woman's pussy. She pulled her knees to her chest and I saw the belt marks still crimson on her ass. She was shamelessly opening her self up and showing herself off to me, trying to entice me to go down on her. I was strangely turned on looking down at her blonde pubes surrounding her thick, swollen red lips. "Look at my tasty pussy. Aren't you interested in a little snack?" she offered as she ran her fingers through her lips and brought them to her mouth. "Mmmm, I've got a finger licking good pussy", she continued as she licked her fingers. After the pleasure she gave me, I wanted to reciprocate, but found that I just couldn't. I felt shitty, but I wasn't able to bring myself to tongue her pussy the way she did mine. She looked a little disappointed when she realized I wasn't going to muff dive her. "That's OK ma'am. Will you at least finger me?" I nodded and ran my hands tentatively down her legs. Looking at her spread legs, I placed my palm over her pubes and held her clit between my fingers. The warmth coming from her pussy was intense. Rubbing her pussy from the opposite direction took some time getting used to. "I'm not very good at playing with someone else's pussy," I told her. "You've got one too. Do what you think would feel good to you." She ground her hips into my hand as I rapidly rubbed her clit between two of my fingers. I was amazed to feel the wetness seeping from her as I never got that wet. But then, I had never been aroused as I was today. Slightly emboldened, I scooted in closer and got both of my hand in on the action. While rubbing her clit with my right hand, I stroked her slick lips with my left hand. My fingers easily entered her slippery cunt and I began feeling around her pussy. She started squirming and moaning when I rubbed my fingers against the spongy area towards her tummy. As I pressed harder against the front of her pussy, she began thrashing about in bed. "Put another finger in me", she moaned. Two fingers weren't enough? I extended a third finger and slid it in. The muscles of her cunt clamped around my fingers as I inserted them. I jammed my fingers in and out and twisted them slowly as I rubbed her clit. I never put my fingers in my own cunt when I played with myself, but there I was feeling the warmth and slipperiness of another woman around my fingers. I was quite proud that I was getting her off. As she came, I felt her muscles constrict against my fingers and saw her pale skin turn a deep, mottled red from her face down to her breasts. I wandered if my skin blushed like that when I came. I withdrew my fingers and rubbed my wet fingers over her legs and tummy. "Thank you. It's been a while since I've had that intense of an orgasm", she said somewhat ruefully. As we dressed, I turned away from her. The pleasure we had given one another confused me. After fingering her, I was so turned on that I was feeling the desire to go down on her, but was too unsure of myself to take control of the situation and get her back in bed. She went over to the sink and washed her face. She looked back at me and laughed, "I can't be running out into the hall smelling of your pussy, now can I?" She had a point. I felt kind of awkward standing there as she opened the door and ran out. Before letting the door close, she looked back and said that I could punish her anytime I wanted. Tiffany's Swing Party Ch. 01 I got in the shower and let the warm water wash over me for a long time while contemplating what just happened. I couldn't tell anyone about this as the last thing I wanted was to get kicked out of school, let alone be branded a lesbian by the local newspapers if it became a school scandal. I knew Jenny was in the same boat so I wasn't worried she was going to say anything. But what would happen when I saw her the next day? Her offer of another encounter was enticing, but I knew that this was going to be a one- time adventure. As much as I wanted to do that again, I wasn't ready to risk getting expelled. As it turned out, we went on playing plebe and 2nd classmen for the remaining few months of the semester. I wasn't supposed to fraternize with the underclass and since she was in a different squad, there really wasn't that much interaction anyway. In a few short months, the semester was over and she got scrambled to another battalion and I rarely saw her. When we'd meet around the yard, we would smile and say hello, but that was about it." *** When I finished my story, I was so turned on recalling my first bisexual experience that I was in dire need for some action. Tiffany straddled me and stuck her tongue in my mouth. Her kiss was long and sensual. "Wow", you really got my pussy dripping", Tiffany told me as she rubbed my breasts through my top. I was going to get her down on the carpet and munch on her box, but was interrupted by Mike. "Mel, is there more to this story? Did you ever get another chance with Jenny?" he asked. "Yes, but you need to give someone else a turn." "I'm the host and I can change the rules. If you finally got together again with Jenny, we need to know", declared Tiff. "There's more to the story. If someone can get me a drink, I'll finish the story." Tiffany's Swing Party Ch. 02 I glanced to where my husband was reclining on the sofa and watched with interest as two women knelt naked before him. They began taking turns sucking his cock; passing it back and forth between their mouths while their hands massaged his legs and chest. Not only was I not jealous, but watching other women blow him turned me on and made me happy that he had both a blonde and a redhead attending to him. Unfortunately, I didn't get much of a chance to watch them as Tiffany was impatiently waiting for the rest of the story. "Come on Mel, finish your story. I promise we'll take care of you when you finish. The party is just getting started." "Senior year flew by," I continued. "My course load was easy and I had started seriously dating a guy shortly after Winter Break. A friend fixed me up on a blind date with Jonathon and our first date went great. I liked him so much that I was worried I wouldn't hear from him again. Fortunately, he called me back the next day and from then on, we spent almost every weekend together. During graduation week, I had a lot of free time and spent much of it in DC with Jon. Friday evening we barhopped in Georgetown with a bunch of friends and by chance ran into another group of mids we knew. Jenny happened to be in that other group. I waved her over and introduced her to my Jon. They hit it off so well that I left for a few minutes to get another round of drinks. When I returned, they were busy chatting about science fiction books they had both read. While watching her and Jon yak, I decided I wasn't going to let her get away this time. We continued talking at the bar while the rest of our friends ran off to a dance club. "Jenny, before Jon and I go out dancing tonight, we were planning on going back to our room to change clothes and have some drinks. Come on up for a drink while we get ready." While Jon and I talked about sex every chance we got, I had never told him about my brief encounter with Jenny. If he had known, he probably would have figured something was up when I invited her up to our room. Better that he would be surprised, I thought. Jenny and I took the elevator up to our room while Jon went out to his car to get the bag of mixers and alcohol we purchased earlier in the evening. Jon surprised me by getting us a room at a nice hotel. I appreciated the gesture since he was not allowed in my dorm and his room had a single bed that really wasn't that comfortable for two people. With this luxurious queen sized bed, I was really looking forward to some hot hotel sex. And I was really going to make the most of it since he was leaving for his job in California the following week. When Jon showed up, he took drink orders and mixed an Amaretto and OJ for Jenny and a Kahlua and Crème for me. With drink in hand, Jenny stretched out in one of the beds while Jon and I sprawled out on the other. Glancing at Jenny, I admired her well-shaped legs. She had her back against the headboard and her legs stretched out and crossed. The short skirt she was wearing really showed her firm, tanned legs. I couldn't wait to rub my hands all over them. While we were drinking and chatting, I noticed Jon checking her out, but he would quickly look away when he saw me catch him. I certainly understood why he was looking at her. Her blonde hair cascaded across the pillow and she did a remarkable job putting on her makeup. While guys looked studly in uniform, women always looked better made up and wearing anything except a uniform. Jenny was no exception. While we were both blondes, she had a much more appealing figure. She had a slim body with breasts that filled out her top and would turn heads. In contrast, I got stuck with my father's broad shoulders and stocky build. Jon was sweet and was always telling me how much he liked my body, but I wished I looked more like Jenny. She must have had no lack of dates. But did she go after guys or did she still prefer girls? The pear cider from earlier in the evening was still giving me quite a buzz. Just enough of a buzz to be very horny and lack any kind of self control. Steering the conversation to sex, I began taunting Jon. "I bet I know what your favorite sexual fantasy is." "How would you know, Ms. Drunken Psychic?" "I read an article in Cosmo this morning listing the top ten male fantasies." "Oh psychic, what does your crystal ball tell you?" I blurted that he'd like a threesome with two women. It was a safe bet since I was already giving him blowjobs and hot sex in every imaginable position a man could want. And recently he persuaded me to try anal sex and I found it much better than I expected. So I figured the only thing left for him to desire was a threesome with two women since I doubted he was into guys or would want to see me fuck another man. More importantly, I wanted to get in Jenny's pants and if Jon would join us, so much the better. "So would you like that," I persisted. "What guy wouldn't? But it's not likely I'll ever experience that." "Why not?" "Come on, real women don't do that. The only guys who have threesomes are porn stars and guys who make up stories for Penthouse." "Oh, some women would do that," I answered. "Like who do you know who's done it?" Jenny was sitting back quietly and sipping her drink. My raunchy talk didn't seem to shock or horrify her so I attempted to get her into the conversation. "Jon, sometimes you are so sure of yourself. Jenny, you would be up for that, wouldn't you?" "Oh, leave Jenny alone," he admonished. "No need to defend me. Mel's idea sounds better than going to a dance club. And I think we've got another couple of hours before my friends start wondering where I am." Jon blushed a little but didn't say anything. He was probably wondering if we were pulling his leg. My head was already resting in his lap and I could feel his cock harden under my cheek. I placed my hand over his cock and caressed it through the soft cloth of his shorts and felt it get fully erect. "Feels good, doesn't it?" He just placed his hand on my back and caressed me. Needing to go down on Jon in the worst way, I unbuttoned his shorts to release his cock. Very nice, I thought. Probably not more than seven inches long, but so thick that I couldn't wrap my hand all the way around it. His cock was a thing of beauty to me and stared at it while tracing my fingers over the soft ridges and veins that made up his glorious cock. I worked my tongue slowly along the underside of his cock and his pretty bedroom brown eyes fully opened as I stuffed as much of him into my mouth as I could. My mouth stretched around his thickness and I resisted the urge to gag as it hit the back of my throat. I had to slow down a little as my desire outstripped my ability. After withdrawing my mouth a few inches, I tried again as I grew accustomed to his warm cock filling my mouth. Did Jenny enjoy cocksucking as much as I? I actually wondered whether she would be into it at all "Jenny. Care to join me? Jon's cock could use another mouth." She moved over to our bed and stretched out so that her head was near mine, and just inches from Jon's crotch. I grasped Jon's cock by the base and moved it to towards her mouth so that she could enjoy it. "Don't you think he has a nice cock," I inquired. "It adorable. Let me see how it tastes." I pushed Jon back and kissed him on his lips and was glad that he had shaved earlier in the day. He had such nice full lips and he really knew how to use them. I sucked his tongue into my mouth and played with it while he fondled my breasts through my shirt. Breaking away from our kiss, I pulled his shirt off and then my own. Unsnapping my bra, I leaned over and let Jon kiss each of my nipples and bring them each to attention. He loved it when I'd dangle my tits over his face and tell him to suck my breasts. Looking towards Jenny, I was awed to see her deepthroating Jon's cock like a goddess. I couldn't believe what a turn on it was watching her mouth slide so far down his cock that her nose buried itself in his brown pubes. Jon was probably more amazed than me, but I certainly got a thrill seeing my boyfriend get something I couldn't give him. When he asked me to deep throat him, I always told him women wouldn't be able to get his thick cock all the way down their throat. I didn't mind that it was I who was mistaken this time. Here she was, a petite 5'4" woman who could take Jon's cock all the way into her mouth. And I sat there just staring at how hot it was watching this woman suck my guy's cock. When Jenny had Jon's cock completely buried in her mouth, she surprised me by sliding her tongue out and bathing his balls with it. She was fucking incredible. As much as I hated to pull myself away from watching them, I had to run and pee. Sitting on the commode with the door open, I heard the sexy sounds of slurping and moaning and couldn't wait until I was done. When I got back to the bed, Jenny was on top of Jon in sixty-nine. Jon was really great at kissing my pussy and making me feel very tingly inside so I knew he was going to do a good job on her too. Her bottom was really wiggling about on his face while she sucked him. I was hoping that she was still into girls because this time I wasn't going to turn down a chance at feasting on her wet pussy that was currently spread over Jon's face. I couldn't help myself and ran my hands over her ass, but restrained myself from going further until I asked if she would mind if I went down on her. I got on the bed next to them and marveled at the sexiness of their intertwined bodies. Jenny's full breasts alternated between flattening against Jon's body and then expanding to their fullness as she raised herself up off his body as she withdrew her mouth from his cock. She was way better at sucking cock than any of the actresses in those lame porno tapes Jon bought whenever he visited friends in New York City. I never could figure out why he enjoyed beating off to those tapes as they didn't do anything for me. But seeing Jenny's live performance was something entirely different. I hadn't really thought about how I'd react if I saw Jon intimate with another woman. Jealousy, rage, and hurt were emotions I would have expected. Watching Jenny and Jon together, however, was just plain hot. So hot that I started playing with my clit while I waited for my turn to sit on Jon's face and rub my dripping pussy all over him. Jenny and Jon's lovemaking was such a turn-on that I didn't care that I was masturbating in front of both of them. I crawled over to their intertwined bodies and began rubbing Jon's balls while Jenny sucked his cock. Jon moaned appreciatively at our attention so I leaned in an attempt to suck his balls. Jenny's enthusiastic blowjob left little room for me to maneuver, though. I hadn't realized that it would take some practice and positioning to make a threesome work. "Jenny, can you roll over so Jon is on top?" After gymnastically repositioning themselves while not breaking their embrace, I was able to give Jon some pleasure that he wouldn't soon forget. His balls were nice and exposed so that I could lick and suck them while I massaged the checks of his ass. It was a novel view watching Jon's cock sliding into Jenny's mouth. As, under any other situation, I was always the one with his cock in my mouth, I was intrigued by this new view of a blowjob. I licked all around my boyfriend's balls and gently sucked them into my mouth. I loved the naughty feeling of licking his balls while another woman sucked his cock. As I licked closer and closer to Jon's anus, I heard his murmurs and moans get louder and could tell he was trying to move himself so that I could tongue his ass. Instead, I got up and retrieved the baby oil from my overnight bag. Pouring baby oil all over my finger and his crack, I rubbed my index finger all around his anus. When he was all lubed up, I gradually inserted a finger. I felt his ass loosen up as I pushed past the smoothness of his sphincter until I found the soft, spongy area I was looking for. Looking down, I noticed with glee the obvious surprise on Jenny's face as my boyfriend filled her mouth with his warm cum. She continued to suck him while he moaned and I watched as cum dripped down the sides of her mouth. He quit moving for a few moments and then he pulled his saliva-slickened cock from her mouth. More come dripped from his penis over her face, but she didn't seem to mind that she was a mess. Jon gave her a very sexy French kiss and licked some of his come off her face before repositioning himself between her open thighs. She was just lying there looking relaxed while he licked her hot blonde pussy. I was in desperate need of attention as I grabbed her hands and placed them on my breasts. Her soft hands felt very nice as they kneaded my breasts as I continued to finger myself. She reached up and pulled my head down to her nipples were I began sucking on a woman's breasts for the first time. Her skin felt warm and soft in my mouth and her nipples rapidly hardened in my mouth as I suckled them. I enjoyed the feeling of her soft nipples contracting into firm little buds. Jon looked up and saw me sucking on Jenny's breasts and gave me a big smile. I didn't know which one of us was having more fun. I reached back and began driving my fingers into my pussy as I alternated between sucking each of her breasts. My fingers completely drenched, I took them and rubbed them on her nipples and got a sexy moan from her as my slippery fingers kneaded her nipples. I was so turned on that I moved up and kissed her on the lips as if she was my boyfriend. A thrill went through me as our lips intertwined and her tongue slipped into my mouth. I could still taste the saltiness of my boyfriend's semen in her mouth and that turned me on even more knowing that I was kissing a woman who had just sucked off my boyfriend. I just had to have more of this woman. "Jenny, is Jon making you feel good." "Oh, yes. He'll have me coming in no time." "I'd like to take over if you'd let me," I whispered to her. "Please," was all she replied. I moved down to where my boyfriend was kneeling and told him to sit back and watch the hottest show of his life. "Jenny, I've owed you this for ages," I said as I knelt down in front of her. Stretching out on the bed in front of her, I lowered my face until I was within inches of her pussy. She wiggled her hips a little and scrunched in closer. Her soft thighs felt warm against my cheeks as I kissed and rubbed them. Teasing, I was going to slowly kiss my way to her red lips as Jenny had done to me. She had her own ideas, though, and lifted her hips while grabbing my head and pulling it firmly into her crotch. My face was now mashed up against her pussy, but instead of feeling the revulsion that I once would have felt, I was thinking of how fun this was going to be. I licked her pussy with gusto. Tangy, but pleasant, I thought. I began exploring with my lips and tongue, enjoying the wetness, warmth, and scent of her flesh. Did she like subtle or playful? Trying each, I gently licked along her lips and then sucked her firm clit. I couldn't believe I had waited this long to go down on a woman. I quickly learned why Jenny and Jon enjoyed eating pussy; this was definitely a skill I wanted to perfect and make a part of my life. After a few more minutes of experimenting and trying out the things that Jon did to me when he pleasure me, I found that Jenny really liked when I sucked only on her clit while I stuffed most of my fingers into her pussy. First one finger. When she loosened up, I added a second and then a third. I loved the feeling of her tight pussy wrapped around my fingers. "Oh that feels so good," she moaned. I got up from between her legs and I scooted over her leg so that I was at right angle to her body. The new position afforded me better access to her clit -- it seemed to fit better in my mouth from the side than it did from between her legs and I was better able to thrust my finger into her pussy while sucking on her clit. My ass was up in the air while I ate Jenny and I had to wiggle it a few times before my boyfriend finally got the sense to get his hand off his dick and fuck me doggy-style. I think he was too amazed watching me eat Jenny that he completely forgot that I needed some of his cock. Having pleasurable things going on at both ends of my body was a lot like sixty-nine, too much stuff going on to do a really great job at anything, but extremely arousing nonetheless. I had to stop sucking Jenny for a second as I savored the pleasure of Jon slowly entering me. The first thrust always felt the best, feeling my pussy stretch out around his cock. I wrapped my arm around one of Jenny's legs while my boyfriend filled me up his huge cock. Jon and I finally got into a nice motion and then he made me feel even better when he reached around to massage my clit with his skilled fingers. Jon leaned forward and I felt his breath against my neck. "You look so sexy eating Jenny," Jon whispered. It took a moment to get comfortable again. After a few more moments of licking Jenny's pussy, I motioned for her to move down so that I could kiss her on her mouth. Kissing Jenny while getting fucked doggy-style was certainly quite deluxe. "Are you getting tired," Jon inquired. "No, but you better start fucking me harder," I moaned. I absolutely loved when Jon rammed his cock into me from behind. Jon was able to thrust deep into me and I loved the feeling I got as he massaged the cheeks of my ass. And when he wanted to really turn me on, he would press his saliva-slickened thumb up against my asshole and start working it in and out, which he began doing. Pushups were sure good for something; I could maintain the doggy position with Jon for hours and give him a ride worth remembering. Jenny wiggled about and slid under me and sixty-nined with me. At this point, I was so close to orgasm that I was in no position to munch on her pussy. She was under no such restraint, however. She sucked my clit while my boyfriend firmly fucked me. I pretty much collapsed down onto Jenny with my face resting in her muff while I received the orgasm of a lifetime. It was so very erotic having a nice warm body under me and having my arms wrapped around her strong legs while Jon fucked me. I could feel Jon's cock twitch in me as he came. His thrusts became shorter and more intense. And his moans were a good giveaway that he was filling me with his warm and salty come. Good for him; that was his second orgasm of the evening. "Oh, yes! Keep sucking like that Jenny. Oh, that feels so good." I moaned as my boyfriend's cock still was twitching in me. I came hard and then just rested on top of Jenny while I recovered. Jon told me later that I was so loud he was expecting the management to knock on our door. Jon slid out of me and I was surprised to feel Jenny sucking on my come-filled pussy. "Mel, I'm sorry you are missing what Jenny is doing to you," Jon exclaimed. I'm sure watching Jenny lick his come out of my pussy was turning him on and would make him hard again in no time. "You don't know the half of it," I moaned, feeling her tongue delve around the folds of my sex. I wiggled my pussy around on her face and she responding in kind by sticking her tongue in my come-filled hole. She was definitely an amazing fuck. And then I felt another tongue licking around my backside. With both of my lovers licking me -- Jenny madly sucking on my clit while Jon rimmed my ass, I came screaming again. We women had it so good -- while I was getting a second and third incredible orgasm, poor Jon would be out of commission for the next twenty minutes. I was feeling pretty worn out, but the sex was too good to fall asleep. I felt if I stopped, I didn't know if we would ever pick up where we left off. Tiffany's Swing Party Ch. 02 Sixty-nine with Jon was pretty incredible, but it was even better with Jenny. Her soft, hairless skin contrasted nicely with her taught muscles. It was a joy feeling her sleek body and feeling her breasts against my tummy. I looked down into Jenny's pussy and for the first time really examined it. As she continued licking me, I spread her labia and stared into her succulent pink lips. With her lips spread wide, her engorged clit stood up very firm and I leaned down and gave it a gentle, sucking kiss. I buried my face into her cunt and rubbed it all around and smiled to myself as I recalled a fragment from a poem I saw while browsing a book of lesbian poetry: "Entwined in the tuft of her muff, I stuffed." What could better describe what Jenny and I were doing? Feeling the soft flesh of her pussy against my lips and tongue while her soft curls brushed against my face was highly arousing. I felt Jon's hands kneading my bottom and then felt him insert his finger and probe around for my G-spot while he continued rimming me. His fingers pressing firmly against my G-spot and Jenny working magic with her tongue, I had one final devastating orgasm. When I recovered I rolled off of her and both Jon and Jenny cuddled up next to me. "Mel, are you sure this was my fantasy? You seem to have enjoyed yourself." "Well...," I smiled. What could I say? I certainly wasn't going to deny it. After my earlier encounter with Jenny, I'd regretted not having gone down on her and frequently played with myself while fantasizing about having Jenny sit on my face and wiggle her pussy all over me. Making love to Jenny turned out to be everything I had imagined. I was glad that I was finished with telling the story as I was very turned on and was looking to get in bed with Jon and one of the guys I had my eye on earlier. Jon brought me a glass of the Riesling and kissed me. "Mel, Let's go in the bedroom. I've got someone waiting for you there." With that, I got up to see what adventure was next.