I’m sure as I watched my friend perform his ceremonial function that he was immediately charmed by Beth’s radiant smile and infectious laugh. So instant was his arousal at the sight of her mischievous eyes, her round breasts, and her secret valley now lying open between her luscious thighs—so instant was his arousal, his substantial penis fully erect and throbbing—that he abandoned his usual practice of cunnilingus, a delicious treat he rarely missed, and mounted her without further word.
Slowly clenching his muscular buttocks, Brian pushed the head of his penis insistently forward between Beth’s offered labia and drove it inside. The special volunteers all went silent at this penetration of her vagina, a silence broken only by the soft summer breeze and Beth’s excited “Oh!” as she felt Brian’s cock enter her cunt.
Slap! Slap! Slap! went their crotches as Brian began to drive his penis up into Beth’s vaginal sheath with rhythmic lunges of his buttocks. “Huh huh uh,” went Beth with each lunge into her pussy. The women giggled at first as they watched and then fell silent, and the men stared pointedly at the sweet conjunction of Brian’s cock with Beth’s cunt. It is a riveting sight, a naked couple having vigorous sexual intercourse, and it transforms you from a prude to a libertine the moment you recognize yourself in their scene.
Brian knew that Moustache wanted to get on with the fucking. Perhaps the natives were restless with fresh cunt on the mattress. Whatever the problem, the big man with black curly hair on his broad chest wanted to get on with the fucking, a little unreasonably, I thought, since all seemed to be committed to humming in Beth’s cunt, and teasing an ejaculation from a penis in a vagina is not as easy as some think. Conflict in a situation like this is not conducive to sexual arousal.
However, to my relief, Brian’s efforts to speed up his thrusts into Beth’s pussy produced the desired result. His solid, six-foot frame stiffed momentarily as his orgasm hit, and he slammed his cock into her cunt fast and hard, squirting semen into the innermost recesses of her vagina.
The thrusting slowed and stopped; the penis withdrew. The Moustache made to mount her, but Brian held up his hand. “Remember the rule. The man must submit too. My Andrea needs a cock, at least three strokes. Riff, if you please.”
Andrea walked over to when Riff knelt at Beth’s head. Her hips swayed as she walked, and her pussy seemed to wink at Riff. Her firm, round breasts were perfectly proportional to her body and build, and they were pert with nipples and aureoles. She offered her hand, Riff took it, and she lifted him to his feet.
Andrea led Riff over to the line of women watching Brian fucking Beth. She knelt down at the end, assuming with all the others the doggy position and indicating to Riff that he was to fuck her.
The electric jolts of sexual arousal that sparked through Riff’s loins as he walked behind Andrea were the strongest he had ever felt. Whatever he had given up in allowing Beth to be fucked like this, it was worth it. He knew it like he knew his own name. For each of these men, there is a woman, and when each man fucks Beth, his woman is mine. It was a paradise of depravity and wife swapping and he loved it all.
As he approached Andrea’s butt on his knees, his erect cock preceded him, all hot and throbbing and wagging in anticipation. As he lined up his glans penis with the slit between her exposed sex lips, he glanced up and saw the audience, the men on the other side of the mattress jostling for position to be next to fuck his Beth, and meantime she could not see him kneeling behind a voluptuous young woman about to fuck her pussy.
“What the hell,” he muttered, thinking of how Beth had taken Brian’s cock and now her pussy ran with Brian’s white semen. He drove forward, hard and deep, pushing Andrea’s lithe body forward on her hands and knees. “Oh” she blurted as Riff’s great thick member invaded her pussy.
As he drove again into Andrea’s cunt, he reminded himself of his personal goal, to fuck all the women here. To do that, he had to remain hard, without ejaculating, not easy with luscious cunts like Andrea now available. Really, some of the men’s wives were gorgeous enough to be models.
But he kept his promise to himself, and pulled out after the mandatory minimum third in-stroke.
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And so it went. Moustache was next and lunged directly into Beth’s cunt without a preliminary. I heard later he was trying for a quick cum at the head of the line to give himself a chance to recover his erection in fifteen or twenty minutes—yes, such were virile men in that day—when all the others had contributed to the lake of sperm that pooled between Beth’s open thighs and slid uncomfortably wet under her bum.
He did in fact give her a second fucking, but he found he didn’t like the cold, viscous wetness of the sheets after all the men had fucked her and creamed her cunt.
Brian watched to ensure that after each bout of intercourse, the man leaving the mattress had to indicate his wife to Riff who would then approach her from behind and administer three strokes. I will note with you here that both Brian and I were impressed with how many of the wives groaned or yelped when invaded with Riff’s great cudgel. He seems to have lit a fire, because requests for his penis at gang bang sessions has tripled overnight.
At the same time, Brian held back the next man to fuck Beth until Riff had done his three strokes in the next wife, after which he would return to kneel at Beth’s head to whisper to her and reassure her, since she was still blindfolded. The little interval was also calculated to give Beth a break to stretch and move her limbs and feel her pussy for its wetness and any abrasions to her cunt lips.
Each man tried to fuck Beth in a different position, a form of friendly competition among the members of the special volunteers. One turned her over and hoisted her hips high to dive his cock down into the fragrant wet depths of her cunt. Another played spoons, lodging her bum in the crook of his crotch, feeling with his penis for her opening, and lifting her upper leg to reveal to all his thrusting into her lovely warm pussy.
The odds-on favourite sex position was, of course, the missionary, and most ejaculations occurred in this position. Beth’s pussy ran and ran with the men’s hot cum, such that she requested a damp cloth between fucks to clean her pubic hair of drying semen. The second favourite was the reverse cowgirl, or display position, in which the woman sits on the supine man’s cock facing away from him. A low-angle camera shot from in front of her will display her face, breasts, belly thighs, buttocks, anus, and most prominent and important, her cunt.
Needless to say, we all had cell phones, and anyone not immediately fucking someone was taking video and photos of other people fucking.
Finally, Brian called a halt and motioned me over. “I’m sorry, Charles,” he said. “We forgot you in all the excitement. Folks, this is my friend, Charles. He’s the one who brought us Riff and Beth, so we’re going to let him do Beth too.”
And so I found myself naked, kneeling between Beth’s outstretched thighs, quivering with sexual energy from gazing fixedly at her magical furry vulva with its pouting slit, daring me to probe its moist inner secrets. I did so, playing my cock head up and down her pussy slit, and driving into her pussy.
The others nodded with satisfaction at this, and even murmured with approval when I drove again and again, harder and harder into her cunt.
Then I heard “Charles? Charles! I know it’s you, Charles.”
Everything stopped. The deal Riff made with Beth was that she would have sex with members anonymously, hence the blindfold, and they would be complete strangers. If she recognized any one of them, the initiation would be over, the men who had not yet fucked her would have to make a later arrangement, usually a swinger session at a local motel.
So Beth remembered me from fucking long ago when we were in school together and she was the main fuck for the football team.
Fortunately all the men of the special volunteers had fucked Beth at least once, so no one was unhappy. Riff removed her blindfold and she blinked as the women surrounded her again, laughing and congratulating her on surviving the trial by penis and on having a husband with such a nice big penis and who knew how to use it.
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