Carol and Fred arrived shortly before noon and by then the poodle had done wonders for Linda. And, perhaps in gratitude, she had done great things for Bruce.
She was deeply grateful and utterly delighted with the dog. She found that the little animal would lick her vulva and her asshole steadily and eagerly, and each time she experienced an orgasm the little animal seemed to be especially excited and expert with his little tongue. She found that she could place the dog on her belly and he would lick her breasts and nibble at her nipples with great ardor and steady intentness. There was a trick required for that type of attention, however. Bruce told her about it. She had to rub her palms over her slippery and saturated vulva and then smear the juices on her breasts. Then the dog would be as eager to lick her boobs as he was to lick her cunt.
Linda and Bruce had been able to enjoy a morning with the dog and their own horny inclinations without any fears of being interrupted by Fred and Carol. Fred had called rather early to say that he and his beautiful young bride would not be able to come to visit until about noon, and even then they would not be able to bring the youngsters. Rachel, their gorgeous teenager, was under the weather and feeling beastly, as Fred put it, and the twins were already off on a hiking trip with some friends. But it would all work out quite nicely anyway.
Linda was conscious of a feeling of disappointment that really didn't last. When Bruce put the phone down and told her about the way things were at that time, Linda was very much involved with a delicious orgasm brought on by the poodle's insatiable tongue and she really didn't care too much about anything else.
Someone rang the doorbell when it was nearly noon and Bruce went to collect a letter with postage due from the mailman. The interruption put an end to Linda's eager excitements with the little animal.
The letter was unimportant but Linda became aware of the time and she suggested that she and Bruce shower and get dressed so that they could welcome Fred and Carol into their lives in fitting and sedate style.
They were having a late cup of coffee on the patio when Fred and Carol arrived. Bruce got up to let them in and when they walked put onto the patio Linda was impressed by Carol's exquisite and virginal beauty. She was wearing a hot pink sweater, a matching miniskirt, and sheer pantyhose. She wore heels and both girls knew that they did marvelous things for Carol's glorious legs.
Carol's light blonde hair was shining in the morning sunlight and her big green eyes were practically glowing with excitement. She took a deep breath and her firm breasts pushed against her sweater and it was obvious that she wore no bra. The pointed goodies on her chest were real and glorious and Linda was shocked when she became aware of her sudden desire to feel Carol's breasts, to kiss them, to suck them. She had never tried the lesbian route but Carol was so pretty, she virtually inspired such thoughts.
Fred was a handsome man, tall, well built, and he made her tingle with excitement every time he looked at her. She was glad that they were going to try some new things with Carol and Fred. They were handsome young people and utterly depraved, if Carol's claims could be believed; devoted exclusively to sex.
"The twins are off on some expedition of their own," Carol said, "and Rachel was nursing a headache when we left. I think it is her sinuses. She is such a delicate child. She is very anxious to meet you two. After all, she is decidedly oversexed, just like the boys. We thought that we might spend the day here and then, if you like, we can go to our place."
Bruce smiled at her. "You don't like our little hideaway here?"
Carol took one of the cigarettes from the pack on the aluminum table and she laughed at Bruce's question.
"I love your hideaway," she said, "and that business with the big gates is so reassuring, but we have lots of very special equipment and gadgets at our place. You two might want to try all of them. That is what I have in my mind."
Linda said, "What sort of equipment?"
Carol smiled at her eagerness and very obvious excitement. "Oh, we have some very sophisticated furniture. Things like whipping benches and racks, all sorts of whips and paddles and we have lots of aphrodisiacs. Oh, lots of things."
Fred leaned forward so that he could drop the ash from his cigarette into the tray.
"We are very proud of one piece that we have," he said. "It comes complete with built-in and adjustable dildos. A girl can set the machine so that she has one dildo busy in her rear end while another one screws her quite vigorously and for as long as she can stand it. Oh, we have spent a lot of money on things to heighten our fun. And, just in case we haven't got the very latest, we have several salespeople who attend our group meetings and offer us new and more interesting gadgets. We try to keep up with things."
Linda smiled as she glanced first at Bruce and then at Fred. Carol was watching her, she knew, and she could tell that she had aroused the pretty young blonde, and she knew instinctively, that Carol would be bisexual, equally ardent with cock or cunt.
"Oh, I certainly want to try that kind of equipment," Linda said. "I just can't wait."
"We will go to our place either tonight or tomorrow morning," Fred said. 'Why don't you take us for a tour of your place here to start with? It's really a very magnificent house, and the grounds are beautiful. So well tended. Do you do it yourself?"
Bruce shook his head and stared at the beautiful Carol with his hunger for her showing quite plainly.
He licked his lips and said, "No. We have people who come in and care for the grounds and the pool. We have very good people who handle our problems; so we just think of sex."
Linda was shaking as she stood up and waited for the others to go along with her. Fred moved over so that he could take her hand and his touch was warm and intimate. She turned and he pulled her into his embrace and he began kissing her, using his hands to feel her breasts and her pub is and then the hidden folds of exciting flesh. He was turned on and she felt a moment of pride and great ardor, too.
"I am going to fuck you silly, my dear," Fred said, whispering the words into her ear. She shivered and then she saw that Bruce had Carol in his arms, too, and they were necking like mad and using their hands to feel each other's most interesting parts. Linda remembered that she had always wanted to watch Bruce very carefully and closely if he ever made love to another girl in front of her just so that she could better estimate his love for her, but once Fred began using his hands on her most intimate parts, she forgot about everything else.
Carol put a temporary halt to things. She pushed Bruce away from her and then she smiled at him.
"We'd better get on with our tour of the house," she said. "I really do want to see it, you know. Perhaps we can pry Linda loose from that lovable lecher of mine and we can go on."
Fred turned his head so that he could grin at his wife. "She has a shaved cunt, my dear," he said, "You know how that turns me on. I just love a shaved cunt."
"Doesn't everybody?" Carol said, smiling.
Linda was trembling and she was having trouble getting her wind. She had heard it said that for those who could enjoy group sex or the mate-swapping practices, sex was always far out and the thrills and pleasures were overwhelming. She was beginning to believe it.
Carol suggested that they go into the kitchen and have some coffee and get themselves calmed a bit. Then they would look at the house and perhaps their tour would end in the bedroom and things could go on from there.
Carol helped with the coffee things and they talked and visited for a while. Brace explained that his folks had owned the estate and when they passed on he had inherited it but he had not thought of living in the place until he met and married Linda. She had heard much about Hidden Knolls and she wanted to live in the big house and enjoy the privacy that it offered.
"I had heard that this community was practically filled with swingers and swappers and sex clubs and like that," Linda said. "I love Bruce very dearly but I figured that we would want to try something new every little once in a while."
Carol said, "You can get anything that you want here. Some of the groups have whipmasters, if you like that kick, both female and male, people who have become so well trained and so skilled in their little tricks that they can furnish undreamed of ecstasies for those who like that sort of thing. Some of the groups have girls and guys who have become expert in the acupuncture bit and when they stick the needles into a cunt or a guy's balls and his cock, the ecstasies that they can induce and sustain in the body are fantastic. Naturally, all of this costs money, lots of money, but so many of us feel that it is far more sensible to spend our money on the sybaritic pleasures and try to enjoy the life that is left to us. So, that is what we do here."
Linda was just dying to ask them about their youngsters and as soon as she got the chance, she did.
She spoke to Carol. "Do you take your children to the meetings, too?" she asked.
The lovely young blonde laughed at that. She shook her head slowly and she glanced at her smiling husband.
"No," she said. "That would not be permitted. They all insist that no one under the legal age of consent can attend a group meeting. But the kids found out about our activities and they insisted upon talking intelligently about their needs. We finally realized that our lovely daughter is only thirteen but she is quite grown up and very well developed. It was inevitable that she should begin to think about sex and get into the stream of things. She told us that she would often masturbate as much as a dozen times a day, if she got the chance. The boys, too, were doing the same thing.
"We talked things over very carefully and when we came to a decision, we did what was necessary and we enjoyed it."
Carol sat back and her glorious breasts were standing straight out. Bruce was eyeing them gluttonously and Linda knew it and she didn't care.
"Tell us about it," she implored Carol. "Tell us just how you let the kids begin. Please."
"That will really turn Linda on," Bruce said. "Me too."
Carol reached out to pat Fred's hand and she smiled at him, adoring him.
"I suppose it would be interesting," she said.
"There isn't anything really terrible about it," Fred said. "We are no different from friends we have who buy and keep slaves. I'm sure you have heard all about that practice by now, haven't you?"
Linda was astonished and it showed on her face. Bruce looked at her and she simply shook her head. Carol smiled at her ignorance.
"Darling," she said, "there are so many displaced kids these days, lots and lots of ex-hippies and runaways who face a horrid future. There are agents who find such youngsters and sell them to young couples who want sex slaves. Naturally, a very pretty young girl brings a high price and they are always very willing to enter such a life. Many couples who can afford it will buy a boy and a girl, sometimes two boys and a girl and they will train these young people in ways of sex and enjoy them. Many youngsters will put on little orgies for the entertainment of their owners and then relieve their pent-up sexual feelings after the little tableau is ended. Oh, you kids have got a great deal to learn about what is going on these days.
"Apparently," Linda said, smiling. She turned to Bruce, puckering her lips in a remote kiss. "Darling," she said, "why can't we buy a couple of slaves? I would just love that."
"I would, too," Bruce said, grinning. "Tell us some more about that kind of carrying on."
Carol laughed at his eagerness to learn. She lit a cigarette and took a sip of her coffee.
"Well, of course, these young kids who become sex slaves are represented as adopted nieces or nephews and they are sent to school and their newfound relatives take the very best care of them. Some slaves have grown up with their owners. They have been sent to colleges and universities and they live very well. And, of course, they volunteer for such a life. Some couples will take a couple of slaves and after they have gotten used to them or bored with them, they will swap them or sell them and get new ones. The agents always have lots of new and eager youngsters who have learned their skills the hard way and are now eager to live the good life. No one cares about these young people, the orphanages and homes for runaways are too crowded and the whole thing resolves itself. Who knows what takes place behind the innocent facade of any house? No one knows, and no one cares. That's the way it is nowadays."
Linda was suddenly too excited to sit still. She got to her feet and she moved around the kitchen putting things away while she talked with her guests.
"I would love to have a couple of youngsters," she said. "The very idea entrances me. And, I just know that Bruce and I would be very good to them. I think we'd better think about this some more. We must talk about it again."
Carol thought that Linda's excitement was cute and she couldn't repress a smile. She reached out and pulled Linda into a quick hug and Linda realized that she was trembling wildly as the lovely young blonde kissed her and then let her go.
"You will learn all about slaves and that kind of fun," Carol promised. "We know the local brokers and they will be delighted to talk business with you. They bring you an album of photos of their young people available for adoption and then if you like any of them, they arrange a meeting and then you can-adopt the young girl or boy or both. You can arrange for the "adoption" of as many young people as you want."
"Don't they resent being used as sexual objects?" Linda asked.
Carol shook her head. "No," she said, smiling. "Remember, they are seeking that kind of life. They volunteer for slavery and sexual exploitation. I remember one cute little girl that I talked to in the home of-a couple that we know and like and she said that she loved sex. She thrived on any form of sex and she was unbelievably beautiful. Her complexion was glorious, and she was in excellent health. She attributed her excellent health and well-being to a busy and steady sex life. Too, she was convinced that her diet of sexual fluids kept her in a state of good health. Many girls believe that swallowing semen will do great things for their complexion and their general health. And, I think that they are right. I believe it myself."
Something about the conversation they were having and the nearness of Fred and Carol was affecting Linda disastrously and she could feel the trickling sensations of liquid orgasms in her loins and she was on fire with raw sexual urgings, too fired up to conduct anyone on a tour of the house.
Carol and Fred and Bruce were equally excited and they were very much aware of Linda's growing helplessness.
"The hell with this," Carol said quickly. "Let's go into the bedroom and get at each other. We can look at the house and gab later on."
Linda looked at Carol with an expression of great thankfulness. She wanted to say something, to let Carol know that she had said just what she had hoped for because she was really too sexually stimulated to carry on an intelligent conversation and she suspected that they were all in the same condition.
They arrived in the master bedroom but Linda was never aware of the trip. She was sure that her mind flaked out on her and when she was aware of things again, she felt Fred's hands on her person. He was unbuttoning things and when she felt the touch of his hands on her bare breasts she had a quick, convulsive orgasm and she was sure that it was a very wet one and that she would be leaking all over the place. She opened her eyes and saw that Carol and Bruce were tearing at each other's clothes and then she felt Fred's fingers in her slit and one slid into her depths and she collapsed onto the bed with a soft little moan of pure bliss. Her hands were busy too and she had a firm grasp on Fred's hard cock. She used one hand to unbuckle his belt and drop his pants and then his shorts while her other hand kepi its hold on his cock. He was shaking and she knew that he was trying to get his cock into her and she was aching to feel its hardness all the way up to her tonsils. She guided him with her fingertips and he was on top of her and then he was plunging In and out of her with frantic speed and eagerness.
She flung her legs upwards and they locked around his waist and she could hear the shrill, whistling noises she was making in her nostrils and her throat and then her body was vibrating against him as an orgasm of great magnitude almost split her in two. She was weeping and sobbing, torn and twisted cruelly by exceptional pleasures, He began pimping his juices into her and she could feel the hot spatters against her aroused depths and she came all over again, too stimulated to contain herself.
He collapsed on top of her and she relaxed and seemed to flow into the sheets like something liquid and used and suddenly unnecessary anymore. He kissed her mouth, warmly, sweetly and that revitalized her and gave her a brand-new lease on life and its pleasures. She turned her head to one side and she could see that Bruce was naked and plunging himself into the lovely young blonde, Carol was just as wild for it as she was and she could see the way the lovely white thighs squeezed and imprisoned Bruce's body. Carol was threshing around and squealing and the way Bruce was ploughing himself into her, she could see the wet, glistening valley between Carol's legs. She was overcome by a sudden desire to lick the pretty young girl's skin there, to taste the juices of their union, and then her mind skidded off again as Fred began moving in her sheath again. She was squirming her hips against his thighs and she could feel his hot breath against the side of her throat. When he began moving in her again she was too aroused and delighted by sensual ecstasies to pay too much attention to anything other than the things that she and Fred were doing. She knew that Bruce and Carol were having a nice time, too, and she was glad of that.
She soared for a long time, then Fred was bursting in her again and she was spending her own energies and juices. When he collapsed on her, they clung together, shaking and gasping for air for a long time.
When he withdrew, she felt empty and used. He had enjoyed himself, she knew, and she had done very well for herself, too. Bruce was sitting up, his cock as soft as Fred's and when he found her cigarettes, she held her hand out for one. Bruce gave her a funny little grin as he handed her the cigarette. He was still shaken and struggling for calm. She looked at Carol and she could see that the gorgeous young blonde was still turned on, shaking with frenzies that simply would not quit.
Carol was moving over toward her and she could see the intent, avid look in the lovely face. She knew, instinctively, what Carol was after and she opened her legs and welcomed the girl into her leaking crotch. Carol began licking her slit and the delicate touch of the tiny tongue began effecting her and she was off into orbit again in short order. Carol slid her long legs and luscious -thighs close to Linda's face and she made the next move herself. She reacted without thinking, without making a big thing out of her first lesbian encounter. Carol's tiny little slit was exuding the fruits of Bruce's balls and she ached with a quick and sudden hunger for the nectars that their sexual efforts had released.
When Carol rolled on top of her so that she could bend her head down between Linda's smooth white thighs, she moved her head so that her open mouth was glued to Carol's overflowing slit. She began sliding her tongue in and out of the small opening and she felt Carol's hips quivering and then the warm little opening was clenching and spilling new honey into her avid mouth. She could feel the wild and delicious thrills that Carol's lips and tongue and clever hands were inducing in her own body and she began to duplicate the lovely sensations for Carol. She was sure that she adored the pretty little blonde and she loved the taste of Carol's cunt and she would love to spend many future hours doings what they were doing and learning how to provide even better thrills for her brand new friend.
She had no idea how long she and Carol sucked each other's cunt, but she finally sat up, alert again, sated temporarily, and she took the cigarette that Bruce handed her and she matched his grin, unashamed as happy and at ease as Carol was.
"I had a grand time," she said. "I just lovely to get fucked and then to join a girl for some real fun. Thank you, Carol, for teaching me some new tricks."
Carol was playing with Brace's stiff code and she had a soft, bemused smile on her face. She turned her head to look at Linda and she put her other hand on Bruce's balls.
"You would have gotten around to eating cunt sooner or later," Carol said. "A cunt that is filled with honey is the very nicest one of all."
No one answered her. They were all busy watching her. She had a slack, turned-on expression on her face and Linda was not at all surprised to see Carol bend her head so that she could lick and kiss the head of Bruce's cock. He sat back against the bed's headboard and he had a funny-looking grin on his face as Carol began sucking him off. She was bobbing her head up and down, moving slowly so that he was actually fucking her in her mouth and when he was close to coming, they were able to see Carol easing off. She let him calm a bit and then she began giving him head again and her cheeks hollowed and caved in from the force of her suction and they could see the way her tongue was slowly moving from side to side.
Linda was watching Carol's efforts with Bruce and she finally noticed that Fred had a brand-new hard on for her and she put her hand around it while her fingers played with his balls and tickled them. Fred was squirming as he watched his beautiful young bride sucking Bruce's cock and he began fondling Linda's breasts with his eager fingers. He moved closer so that he could suck her nipples. She began to writhe and squirm in the delicious agony that always began in her when she was sexually aroused and she slid into a sixty-nine of sorts with Fred. He was sucking her fiercely, greedily and she was on top of him, grinding her sexual parts into his mouth while he used his tongue and his hands and his mobile lips in efforts that gave her many new and intense thrills.
Fred was expert when it came to eating pussy, she knew, and she was filled with a sense of gratitude and gladness. She used her mouth and her tongue on his cock and his balls and she tried to postpone his orgasm as long as she could. Her own greed thwarted her efforts and she reached a point where she came with a fierce, frenzied series of quivers and clenchings and she was not able to control her mouth or her tongue. She forced Fred into coming and he flooded her mouth and her throat with a tremendous torrent of honey and she swallowed him eagerly, quickly, too disorganized to do anything but enjoy all that she could feel and taste and know.
She sensed, somehow, that she had given Fred a very nice time for a while and she was very happy about that. Her senses drifted on tides of ecstasy and there came a time when she could hear Bruce and Carol talking. They were discussing her.
"Sometimes my pretty little wife gets carried away when she is sucking cock," Bruce was saying. "She just can't get enough of it. Poor Fred, he looks like he is about wrung out."
Carol laughed and she' took a puff on the cigarette that she was holding in her hand. The ashtray was close to her on the nightstand beside the bed and she put the cigarette there and let it smolder for a while.
"The boys will be delighted with Linda, Carol said happily. "They love to be sucked and they are inexhaustible. I know. There have been days when the boys have been at home with me and Rachel and I have tried to suck them dry but it was never possible. We would take turns, you know, she would suck Bobby while I was doing Bunny and then she would take on Bunny and I would do Bobby. We have spent many days with the boys trying to deplete them, but it just doesn't seem to work. Naturally, we let them suck, too, so while I am doing one of the boys, he is sucking my cunny, too. We have some very grand times and I certainly hope that you and Linda will want to join us."
"I can tell you now," Bruce said, "we will."
Linda eased her mouth off Fred's cock and she sat up, still a bit dazed, but reasonably calm at last.
Carol handed her a cigarette and after they began to talk it seemed that each of them became aware that they were naked and there was a moment of nervousness, then they were completely at ease with each other. The way Carol was looking at her person thrilled Linda and she was glad that she had a good body. When she inventoried Carol's charms, she had to be quite generous with praise.
"Now would be a good time for a tour of the house," Carol said. "We can put some things on and when we are downstairs again, the boys can bring in the bags that are in the car. We have some very fancy gadgets that we brought along and we will certainly want to try them all out.
"We sure will," Brace said.
They were all hungry for food and Carol offered to help with fixing lunch. She got dressed in her skirt and a blouse and watched as Linda got into something that would cover her nakedness. It was Carol's idea that they put on some clothing. She said that the men would be at them constantly if they wandered around in the altogether.
Carol admired the poodle, Fluffy, when they found the dog in its little bed. When Linda told Carol of the dog's eager and expert efforts with its tongue, Carol insisted that she would have to try the little dog. She laid down on the living room rug and let the dog lick her between her legs and she was quite delighted by what the little dog could do for her Finally, she pushed the animal away and she got up onto her feet again. She went out into the kitchen with Linda and she began helping with the lunch preparations. Bruce and Fred were getting the bags from the car and Linda stood for a moment, gazing at the lush, ethereal beauty that Carol possessed. She was so gloriously fashioned, so delicately made and even as she gazed enviously into Carol's lovely eyes, Linda knew that they were going to be very dose friends. That pleased her.
The two girls worked for a time and then the food was ready and they placed it on the table. Bruce and Fred had carried the suitcases in from the car and Carol told them to take the bags upstairs. She would explain all of their goodies to Linda and Bruce after they had some lunch.
Linda was conscious of a high level of excitement that kept her squirming in her chair while they ate. She was glad when they were all fed and she and Carol loaded the dishwasher. They went upstairs again then and both of the men had huge erections. She knelt on the bed between Fred's legs and sucked him off quickly, while Carol did the same for Bruce. Then it was time to look at the bag of goodies that Carol and Fred had brought.
There were many dildos of various sizes and some were quite sophisticated. Linda lay on her back and let Fred neck with her and fondle her breasts, while Carol strapped on a double-pronged dildo. One prong fitted into Carol's asshole while another one fitted into her cunt with twin prongs jutting out from the heavy rubber triangle that covered her bald pelvis. The twin prongs fitted into Linda's asshole and cunt, too, and the gadget was fashioned so that its cleverest part teased and stimulated the girls' clitoris while it was being used.
Carol became fiercely animated and savage when once she began screwing Linda and that was just fine with her, Linda thought. There were unguents and salves and all sorts of lotions that could be smeared upon sensitive, tender flesh and induce thrills that were merely increased or intensified by the continued sexual fun and games.
Bruce and Linda spent the entire day enjoying the sexual orgies that their new friendship with Fred and Carol afforded them. When the day was over, Linda felt that she had enjoyed the most wonderful day of her life.
Carol and Fred stayed for dinner with them and then Carol asked if they would like to come and spend a few days at their home and get acquainted with the youngsters that were constantly brightening up their parents' lives.
Linda was too worn out to want to visit for a while, but she thought that she would like to be with Fred and Carol and their youngsters at another time.
"Any time at all," Carol said, smiling. "There is a meeting of the troop tomorrow evening and we will recommend that you two be invited to attend the meeting and join our club. And if you think that poodle of yours is a treasure, just wait till you meet Rex. He is a big Doberman who belongs to one of the girls. The things that he will do to you will thrill you something wild. He will make you climb the walls."
Linda looked at Bruce and she grinned.
"That's the kind of talk I like to hear," she said, "Bring on Rex, I can imagine having lots of fun with him."
Fred and Carol left finally, and she and Bruce went up to bed, too worn out to do anything but lie in close proximity to each other so that they could talk and touch each other and discuss their reactions to swapping.
Oddly enough, Linda found that she could love Bruce even more now that he and she had enjoyed the sexual benefits of others. And they were sure that they wanted to enjoy all of the many thrills and pleasures that could be in store for them.
"I think we should look into the possibility of buying a couple of slaves," Linda said, smiling into Bruce's eyes. "Think how much fun we could have with a couple of very young people whose sole interest in life would be making us happy in any way that we might think up. I love that sort of thinking."
"I do, too," Bruce said. "I promise that we will look into the whole business. Wait till we have attended a meeting of Fred's club. I have an idea that we will meet other nice people. People that we will be glad to have for friends and sex activities of all kinds."
"I would like to have gone to visit with Fred and Carol and their adorable kids," Linda said, "but I just overdid things a bit, I guess. Now all that I want to do is sleep."
"Me, too," Brace said. "Good night, lover."
She kissed him sweetly, hotly.
"Good night, dear," she said.