One week in June…
Carol Prince was enjoying the warm, sunny afternoon at her home in Diamond Harbor. She was sprawled on a lounger, soaking in the rays, and watching her husband, Tom, swimming in their pool.
Carol's thoughts were on the party she was hosting that evening. She was mentally going over all the last minute details, making sure she had all the little preparations taken care of. Her good friends and neighbors, Bruce and Paula Clarke, were coming over for their weekly gathering and Carol was really looking forward to it. She had been hot and horny all week in anticipation of the party.
The weekly parties had been taking place for over five years. Carol's thoughts turned to delicious memories of past gatherings. A lot of sensuous and exciting things had happened. When the parties first started there had been three couples participating on a regular basis: Tom and Carol, Bruce and Paula, and Ken and Diana Adams. And, for one brief week, there had been a fourth couple, Bob and Jennifer Hanlin. But the Hanlins decided that the parties weren't for them and dropped out. And now Ken and Diana had moved to New Hampshire and were no longer around to participate, so that left only the Princes and the Clarkes to carry on the tradition.
Thinking about the forthcoming party and watching her husband's fantastic body gliding in the water as he swam his laps made Carol squirm in her lounge chair with the warm tinglings of pending lust. She closed her blue eyes and let more memories drift into her thoughts.
So much had happened. Carol and her friends had spent the last five years pursuing hundreds of sexual adventures, exploring new, sensual experiences and experimenting with passions and sexuality. The parties had been the keys and their imaginations had been the doorways to new sensations and feelings. They had been the elite of the swinging community of Diamond Harbor, and they had transcended the rest to form the ultimate sex club – The Sexgamers! Now, even though there were only two couples meeting to play the love games and swap sex mates, the gatherings were still going strong.
Carol thought about the past weekend. Bruce and Paula hosted a Sunday afternoon party by their pool. Carol had been watching the couple swim and romp together in the clear, sparkling water, when they had embraced and stood up in the shallow end and Bruce had entered his Wife right then and there, taking her hard and fast in the hot afternoon sun and churning water.
Carol bounced in her lounger as she remembered, her naked body responding with her fantasy. She peered over the top of her sunglasses and watched Tom for a moment as he worked out in the pool.
Tom and Carol had been married for six years, and their relationship was strong. They had met in Canada when Tom was a business student at Young University and Carol was a sassy young girl looking for a thrill. Tom met her in a bar and fell in love with her almost instantly. She was rich and young and beautiful and later, in Tom's bed, she proved to be a sex-kitten on the loose! She used her body to give Tom the most stimulating and memorable night of his life.
Tom was young and rugged and had been around, but he had never experienced anything like Carol before! She was so lovely. Her long auburn hair framed a face of innocent beauty, but there was a twinkle of mischievousness in her eyes and a knowing smile would part her full lips letting the world in on her secrets. Her body was flawless. Her breasts were firm and proud. Her waist dipped in and flared into curves, forming smooth hips and long, shapely legs. Her ass was incredible! Round and firm and bouncy. Two cheeks of mouthwatering butt-flesh divided by a deep crease that pointed towards her most private, intimate region. Her cunt! Her warm, wet, tight pussy that would open and swallow Tom's manhood and wrap around and stroke it, like velvety fingers, urging him on to take her.
Their second night was spent in Carol's penthouse, a plush, ultra-expensive apartment overlooking the city. She had a meal catered and then she made love to Tom again, and it was even better than the first time.
She was the best he had ever had. Soon Tom became Carol's loving slave. He wanted her so bad it ached and he would do anything for her.
They lived together for two years before getting married, and when they finally tied the knot, it had been almost a political thing. Carol's father made Tom a new executive in his company in New York, and the couple married and moved to the suburban commuter town of Diamond Harbor.
Tom had been twenty-six when he married Carol and she was twenty-four. They were now thirty-two and thirty, respectively, and they were still as active in sex and body games as they had been six years ago when it had all started.
Tom was a business graduate with honors and his strong physical character allowed him to adapt easily to the constant drive it took to work in a large corporation. He had worked hard and advanced quickly until, just this past year, he had been made president of the company.
Tom had a fine staff of vice presidents to handle most of the routine work, but he still had to devote a huge amount of his time to business. His erotic adventures with Carol had to suffer, but he still made it a point to attend all the weekly gatherings with the Clarkes.
Her mate was incredible and Carol couldn't even imagine having another man. He dove into everything he did with lust and gusto, whether it was business or pleasure, and his appetite for adventurous sex and love games was almost insatiable.
Tom had left his home in Michigan at the age of seventeen to join the Navy. He had been taught the joys of innovative sex and erotica while stationed in Hawaii by some of the local working girls. He became very, very good with his body and adapted the lifestyle of the Island natives, keeping fit and ready for action at all times.
After three years in the Navy, Tom moved to Toronto and went to college. He worked hard to graduate with honors and then he met Carol and his future was set in one passionate night of impossible pleasure with this beautiful young woman.
There would never be another girl for Tom, he literally worshiped Carol. For him, she was the ultimate woman bringing all his fantasies to life. His entire purpose had changed when lie met her and possessed her in one incredible night of love.
Carol watched her man swimming in the pool and her mind pondered past lusts, and her hand went into her sex. She couldn't control herself. She had to release some of her passion. She moaned as a sudden thrill shot through her body when the hand started rubbing.
She watched Tom's fantastic body in the pool, his muscles working like a sleek panther's as he swam his laps. His impressive cock flopped over as he turned in the water and worked his way back toward her. His hard, muscular buttocks clutched and quivered enticingly above the water line as he kicked through his swim.
Carol stuffed three fingers deep into her cunt. She just couldn't wait any longer. She arched and rose in her chair and put the other hand between the brown cheeks of her derriere and one finger found it's way into her asshole. She began to grind and squirm as she pumped the two hands in dual masturbation, digging and gouging out her pleasure.
Tom swam one more hard lap and as his work-out came to an end, his wife achieved her climax on the lounger. Tom heard Carol cry out her passion and he rested against the edge of the pool and watched her enjoy her orgasm.
When it was over, Tom grinned up at Carol and she smiled down at him. She sighed through one last, little spasm and her body shivered with delight and relief.
After they had both caught their breaths, Carol asked, "Is everything ready for the party tonight? Can you think of anything we haven't done?"
"I still have to go to the store and pick up some snacks," said Tom. "I'll be leaving in a few minutes."
"Then I think I'll go take a shower," said Carol and she stood up and walked to the house. Tom watched her move. She was so beautiful in the nude! Her fantastic butt was flushed and rolling with the aftermath of her pleasure. Her back was straight and her hips swayed. She always walked like a princess!
Tom sighed. He was delighted that Carol was his woman.
Paula Clarke was working on her new book. She was sitting at the table by her pool busily typing the manuscript of her latest erotic novel. She stopped for a moment and looked into the distance, thinking, then she smiled and began pounding at the keys again.
Paula had been writing sex books for seven years. She had produced over fifty titles in that time, all about the swinging sex scene and modern culture of romantic fantasy. She never ran out of material. Each week the parties and gatherings served to add to her storehouse of sensual knowledge and act as fuel for her work.
Paula's novels were very popular among the sophisticated sex set. Each new book was anxiously awaited by the men and women who liked to try out all the luscious pleasures Paula revealed to them. Her novels were talked about at parties and meetings of swingers, and whispered about by the hot and horny housewives who read them and masturbated to foaming orgasms while their hubbies were at work. In the evening, the men would read her books, and she would soon have them stroking off with her masterful use of erotic fantasies.
Her series characters were based on herself and her husband, Bruce, as well as her friends, Tom and Carol. Their names were Bill and Gail Summers, and they were ultra-swingers, always looking for new sexual thrills and a good time. Paula had seen her heroes through countless adventures, giving them incredible pleasures to experience in the process. And, as fantastic as it would seem to the people who would talk to Paula about her work, over ninety percent of her writing was based on true experience!
Paula loved to swing. She couldn't get enough. Like her heroine, Gail, Paula was always eager to fuck. She was an extraordinary woman and never had any real problem fulfilling her desires. Her short, blonde hair framed a very pretty face. Her ample breasts swelled proudly in front of her. Her waist was narrow and her slim figure curved nicely into long, smooth legs. Her juicy bottom was round and high and bounced wonderfully when she walked. The fur on her crotch was as light and yellow as the soft hair on her head, and would part to reveal coral lips and a delicious hole that led into a tight, warm channel. Paula had a perfect cunt and really knew how to use it. She had given terrific fucks to a lot of men with that quim.
Paula was secretly in love with Tom Prince. She had been having erotic fantasies about him from the day they had met. Paula loved to visualize Tom when she was writing a torrid love scene between her heroine and a man. She liked to place herself in the girl's position and dream of Tom using her, taking her, possessing her. Paula loved fucking with Tom, and she was usually able to have his cock at least once or twice a week thanks to the parties.
Paula had been participating in the sex parties for the past six years. She and Bruce, were the ones to bring Tom and Carol into the action. They had "partied" with their other neighbors, Roy and Sally Simms, for a year before the Simms moved away. Shortly after, they had met Tom and Carol and knew that a new relationship was not far away.
Sure enough, the young Tom and Carol didn't disappoint them, and soon the two couples were meeting regularly to exchange mates and embark on exciting pleasure sessions. They became notorious sexual adventurers through Paula's self-publicity campaign, and for the past five years the sensual thrills and intense passions they shared had been non-stop!
Paula sat in the afternoon sun and thought about Tom Prince. He was so luscious! His body was sleek and muscular, like a sexy animal. Just the sight of him made Paula shudder. God! He fucked like a pro!
Paula's husband was also a fantastic specimen. Muscled and tan, his fine body never ceased to give Paula pleasure. And when the two men were together it drove Paula wild!
Bruce Clarke walked out of his house and joined his wife by their pool. Paula looked up at him and gave off a little involuntary shudder. He just looked so beautiful in his small, tight bathing briefs. Paula just wanted to jump up and strip off her bikini and let him take her right then, on the grass. She wanted him. Wanted to feel his power as he slid into her, plunged his thick, hard cock into her wet pussy and fucked her!
But the party was tonight, and Paula knew she should save it.
Bruce was handsome and sexy, but he had a different outlook about sex than Tom Prince. Bruce wanted sex all the time! He loved to fuck, more than anything, and, once he started, he couldn't stop. He was almost always the first one to reach a climax at the parties, unless the virile Tom was trying to beat him in a race. Where Tom had complete control, Bruce had pure, raw, sensual lust. He was like a mink when he got going with a woman, humping and stroking to fast completions, and Paula loved it! Carol Prince also loved using Bruce for what he was, a talented, potent, virile sex-man! At first, Carol tried to teach Bruce control, but he soon proved her to be wrong in trying to change him. He wouldn't be altered, and his sexual style was only enhanced by Carol's efforts. He was very happy with the way he was, and he never tired of his sexual lusts. Now Carol had learned to use Bruce for the fantastic lover he was and she enjoyed him to the max!
Paula was now so horny that she could hardly control herself. She wanted to tear off Bruce's bathing suit and suck his hard cock, and then let him pump it into her cunt and up her ass and spend the entire afternoon in sex with her man!
But the party was tonight.
Paula knew that Bruce would gladly damn the gathering and take her in quick, hot passion. He was always ready! But Paula wanted her body to be ready for the activities of the evening and she also wanted Bruce to be in top form.
So Paula crossed her legs and gave a little sob and tried to think about her work. But it gets pretty tough when your work is erotica, and turning people on also gets your own juices flowing. Poor Paula sighed and gave off a tiny shiver of pending lust as she turned her attention toward her writing chores. She had been in the middle of a very hot piece for her new novel, and it excited her greatly.
In this passage, a man was having sex with his wife on a raft. It was her heroes, Bill and Gail, going at it again!
Paula read over the scene:
"Bill reached out and spread the cheeks of Gail's ass apart and the little, puckered hole peered out at him. He aimed his long, greased dick waving before him with excitement, and then pushed. His wife's asshole opened and accepted him easily and literally sucked the length of his throbbing pole into the sweet, tight channel of her rectum. Bill plunged in to the hilt!
Gail gasped when she felt her husband's hard length enter her, and she groaned out loud with her pleasure. He was so big! He just never ceased to surprise her. No matter how many times he had taken her, shoved his huge cock into her body, she just never really had enough of it!
Soon Bill was stroking in and out of his wife's butt. Gail responded, pressing back to receive his fuck, taking her own glorious pleasure in return."
Paula put the pages down. She just couldn't take any more. She was soon going to go off by herself, cream all over the inside of her bikini! She had to relax.
She looked over at Bruce again. God, he looked good! She just wanted to let him fuck her right nova up her own asshole like Bill was doing with Gail, Paula loved to butt-fuck!
But, somehow, Paula controlled herself. She stepped over to the edge of the pool and dove in fog a cooling swim.
The water helped a bit, temporarily taking the heat out of her loins. She climbed from the pool and padded over to her outside shower. She pulled the cord and let the warm spray wash over her body. The heat soon built up in her cunt again.
Now Paula wanted to masturbate. She wanted to reach into her bathing suit and stroke;herself off with a few good diddles on her ditty. She automatically constructed a scene in her mind, about Gail who never would have hesitated in giving herself pleasure.
She rinsed her body thoroughly. She rubbed her wet sex and a tingle of urgent excitement went charging through her body, telling her that she had to have some. She had to do it! She sighed and gladly gave in to her pleasures. As her busy fingers did their work, her lush rump bounced and pounded against the tiled wall of the shower. Gail called out in passion. She crouched down and her legs trembled as her big moment arrived. Her body began to speed towards release. She needed it. Needed to come!
"Oh… God! I… I… oh…"
Paula could hardly control herself. Her needs were at the point of being overpowering. She cried softly as her body ached with a hot passion wanting release.
It was only a few more hours until the party, but it seemed like an eternity to Paula.