But Jill had been affected by seeing Hal fuck Sue, a woman she didn't like. It had hurt her a little, and out of her hurt grew a certain coolness toward her husband.
After the excitement of her first orgy, it seemed almost ridiculous to Jill to fuck quietly at home, with just her husband. They went to another swap party the next weekend. But once again, Jill spent no time with her husband. She was very popular with the other men at the party and that thrilled her.
Hal became more and more exasperated. He began to tell his troubles to others. To Harry and Anne. When the unhappy, horny husband had left, the two old-time swappers, husband and wife, nodded at each other knowingly.
"Time for a little therapy for Jill," Harry said, looking meaningfully at Anne.
The next afternoon, Jill was surprised to have Anne visit her. "What a nice surprise!" she exclaimed, genuinely pleased. She liked Anne.
The tall redhead came into the living room. "Got anything to drink?" she asked innocently. She knew alcohol might make Jill a little less up-tight while she was talking to her.
A few minutes later the two beautiful women were seated on the couch, sipping tall cool drinks.
"Well, how do you like the swapping scene?" Anne asked, looking absently into her glass.
"Love it!" Jill said exuberantly. "I never before realized there could be so many different ways to get turned-on. So many different shapes and sizes of cock."
Anne was silent a moment. "Tell me, Jill… do you think swinging helps your marriage to Hal or hurts it?"
Jill's face fell. At the mention of Hal's name her mood darkened. "I… I don't know," she confessed.
"If you don't know, then you're in trouble," Anne said. "What is it? Do you get jealous?"
"Oh, I don't know," Jill said miserably. "One maybe, with that woman Sue. But, you know… we were having trouble before this all started. Maybe… maybe I'm afraid if I give too much to Hal, it'll somehow wreck all this wonderful new stuff… all these experiences… all this fucking."
"It doesn't need to," Anne said. "Why don't you…"
"Oh! Hal's home!" Jill suddenly said, springing up from the couch. Both women heard the sound of a car pulling into the driveway. Jill was sorry, because she realized she needed this conversation with Anne.
But Anne smiled. She had planned it this way. She knew very well what time Hal usually got borne, and had wanted to be here, with Jill, when he did.
Hal came in the door. "Honey," he said tiredly, "shit, what a day…"
His voice trailed off when he saw Anne sitting with his wife. Memories of the many times he'd plowed his cock up into her big juicy cunt came back to him. But what the hell was she doing here? Somehow it made him nervous to see Anne with Jill.
"Hi, Hal," Anne said, in her throaty, cool, but tremendously exciting voice. "I'm glad you're home. I want to talk to you two."
Both Hal and Jill were uneasy. But they were also intrigued.
"What do you mean?" Hal asked.
"Harry and I have noticed you and Jill were a little tight with each other. That you hardly ever touch each other at a party. We think we know why. We went through that ourselves when we first started swinging. Okay… I'll tell you straight. I came over here to see if I couldn't help do something about it. Could you use a little help?"
"Yeah… yeah, I guess I do," Hal confessed. He turned to his wife, who looked miserable. She nodded dumbly.
"Well… then come with me," Anne said, standing up and starting out of the room.
"Where are you going?"
"The bedroom, of course. Where else?"
Anne had enough personal power to draw the others after her, although Jill was apprehensive and Hal nervous. Once in the bedroom, Anne started casually taking off her clothes.
"But what do you want us to do?" Jill blurted out.
"Just make love to me," Anne said casually. "Both of you."
"But… but I don't know if."
"Come on. Do it for me," Anne said to the somewhat younger Jill.
She reached out and caressed her brunette friend's head. Jill just nodded. She'd try. As for Hal, he was already getting hot just watching Anne undress. She had stripped to the waist. Her gorgeous tits swung free. He remembered how solid and warm they felt. And as she took off her skirt and got ready to step out of her panties, he remembered her red pussy hair, and the warm deep slit underneath.
But having Jill here made him nervous. It seemed every time she watched him fuck somebody, she got weird. What he'd forgotten was that she'd seen him fucking Sue just too many times. Sue and hardly anybody else at the parties.
"Come on, you two. Take off your clothes," Anne said, prodding the confused young couple.
Hal complied readily. But Anne had to go up to Jill and help her start. She knew this was a critical time. But if she could just get the young brunette naked…
Jill let Anne take her blouse off. "You have really beautiful tits," Anne said, cupping one of Jill's firm round knockers in her hand, gently stroking the nipple.
Jill couldn't suppress a slight gasp of pleasure. Anne had such a fine touch! But Jill was still nervous about being touched sexually by another woman. She moved away, slightly embarrassed because her naked nipple had immediately hardened.
She took her pants off by herself, and her panties, feeling self-consciously naked as she waited for something to happen.
Anne lay down on the bed, on her back. Jill found herself staring straight up between her friend's legs, at that patch of flaming-red pussy hair. She could just make out the big firm cunt-lips beneath the silky red floss. The inner labes protruded slightly, squirming from between the outer lips, pink, soft-looking.
"What… What do you want us to do?" Jill blurted.
She was half afraid Anne wanted her to touch her cunt, shove a finger up it. What made her afraid was that she was fascinated by the idea. Fascinated and repelled at the same time.
"Just touch me. Stroke me a little. Both of you," Anne replied. "Not anywhere in particular. I just want to feel you touching me."
Hal had no hesitations. He began running his hands sensually over Anne's lovely, nude body.
"Mmmmnnn," the redhead sighed. "That feels so relaxing."
But if it was relaxing, Jill noticed that the nipple of Anne's right tit responded immediately when Hal passed his hand over it a couple of times.
Jill stared at the hardening nipple. It puffed up like a little pink berry, tight and wrinkled. Her own nipples tingled a little as she identified with the other woman.
Jill had touched other women's tits at the orgies, partly by accident. In those piles of lusting flesh it had been hard to avoid. She remembered the time round Kathy had brushed by her, and the girl's big tit had shoved against her arm. How warm and soft it had felt.
Anne's big boob was only inches away. The left one, the one Hal hadn't touched yet. Jill's hand reached out hesitantly. Well… Anne said she waited to be touched…
Jill's hand closed over Anne's tit. How firm it was! Almost immediately her friend's nipple began to harden. Jill could feel it thrusting up against her palm, a solid, alive little nubbin.
"Oooohhhh, Jill… that feels good!" Anne sighed, smiling up at her friend. Jill almost pulled her hand away. But it was so nice to have her hand on Anne's tit. And – why not admit it? – so sexy!
Jill began moving her hand gently, openly caressing Anne's tit. She felt the other woman stir. It was really having an effect. But was it her or Hal? Hal was working down toward Anne's cunt, his hands stroking her lower belly, her thighs. Jill watched the redhead's legs obligingly open, baring her naked snatch.
Hal's finger slipped into Anne's deep pussy slit, pushing aside the silky red tendrils of cunt hair. Jill felt Anne's body jerk. The redhead's breath drew in sharply.
"Mmmmm. Hal… yes, that feels so good…"
Jill felt her eyes widen as she stared at her husband as he began finger-fucking Anne. Not that she hadn't seen him do that much and more at parties. But to have her own hand on Anne's throbbing tit at the same time. To feel the pleasure vibrating through the other woman's body…
"Jill, do you think you could suck, my tits?" Anne suddenly asked.
Jill noticed she was having trouble keeping her voice level. Obviously, Hal's finger up inside her cunt was having a real effect on the usually cool redhead.
Could she do it? Could she lick another woman's tits? They felt so warm and sexy under her hand. What could it hurt if she kissed them a little?
Yes she'd just kiss them.
Jill bent down and put her lips against the nipple of Anne's nearest tit. It was hot, rubbery, alive. She felt the other woman arch her back a little, hungrily pushing her jug up against her friend's soft face. Jill knew how eager she herself would be to have hot moist lips close around her own tit if they were this close. Her lips parted. Anne's turgid nipple slipped inside her mouth. It was so natural to start sucking.
"Ohhhhh… Hal!" Anne sighed. "You're making me feel so wonderful!"
A burst of joy shot through Jill's naked body as she realized she was making her friend feel good. She moved her mouth to Anne's other tit, licking at first, feeling the nipple respond, then sucking it deep into her mouth where her tongue could lash unhindered at the tightly trapped little nub.
Anne was writhing in unashamed pleasure. "I'm getting so hot," she gasped. "Jill, would you mind if Hal fucked me for a while?"
"Uh… no!" Jill blurted. Why did Anne think she had to ask? Because there was no ready cock for her? WEB, it was going to be a little strange to just watch.
Hal, without a direct invitation, scrambled into place between Anne a outstretched legs as soon as he heard his wife's answer. There was a moment's fumbling, Anne reached down to help guide his swollen prick up into her juicy cunt. Then he was in. His cock slid easily up into Anne's well prepared pussy-hole.
"Ooooohhhh!" Anne sighed happily. "Jill! Keep sucking my tit! Please?"
Jill hesitated. She would have to work her head in right underneath Hal's body. He heard Anne's request and obligingly raised his torso on stiffened arms. Now there was plenty of room, and after all, Anne had sounded so anxious.
Jill's mouth closed once again around Anne's left nipple. She felt her already panting friend's breath suck in as soon as Jill started licking the rubbery little tit-bud. Anne's hands rose, caressing Jill's head. How warm and close and sexy all this felt!
Anne was writhing and twisting, as much from Jill's tit-sucking as from Hal's big cock up inside her cunt. Feeling her friend's lush body vibrating so close to hers, Jill lost herself in paying attention to first one big, firm tit, then the other. All of a sudden her own body was racked by a tremor of delight. Anne was tonguing her right ear while Hal tongued her left! They had her tit-sucking head trapped between them.
Jill felt her cunt start to heat up. So wet already! She became more and more excited, forgetting that it was another woman she was helping make love to. Forgetting it was her husband, around whom she'd been so sexually nervous, pumping his familiar cock in and out of Anne's cunt.
His cock! Jill remembered how hard it was, how sensitive, how much Hal liked having it touched. She'd done enough for Anne. What about Hal?
Jill abandoned Anne's tits, which didn't matter much, because Hal immediately lowered his head and started sucking where Jill had left off.
Scrambling lower on the bed, Jill placed herself so she could stare straight up Anne and Hal's open legs from underneath.
There it was, right in front of her staring eyes! Hal's bloated cock-shaft spearing regularly up into Anne's wide-open, juice-dripping cunt!
She had to touch. Jill's hand wormed up between the panting couple's writhing bodies. Her finger stroked Hal's cunt-slippery cock as it continued chugging in and out of Anne's gaping match.
"Oooohhhh!" Hal gasped. "That's driving me nuts!"
Nuts! His nuts, yes! Jill's other hand closed around his puckered ball-sac, squeezing gently.
"Jesus!" Hal grunted.
But it was his cock she wanted to touch. She laid one finger along the underside of the slippery, rock-hard organ, following it nit slid smoothly up into Anne's cunt.
Her finger was carried along with Hal's cock, a little way up into Anne's pussy-hole. My God, the other woman was hot inside! Just as hot as Jill imagined she herself must feel when she was getting fucked!
"Oh, God, what's that up inside my cunt?" Anne panted.
"Jill's finger."
"Oooohhhh! I love it, I love it!" Anne moaned. "Shove it in a little further, Jill, honey!"
God! Jill realized. She was actually sticking her finger up another woman's cunt!
She hadn't intended to. All she'd wanted to do at first was touch Hal's well-remembered prick. Her finger had just naturally followed the big organ up inside Anne's wild coupling! To feel Anne's slippery cunt juice smearing all over her hands!
Jill became wilder, caressing Hal's cock, letting the fingers of her other hand explore what she could reach of Anne's big cunt. She ran one finger down towards the other woman's asshole, feeling the tight little puckered opening twitch wildly. Then up around the bulbous base of Hal's cock, up the tight hot valley of Anne's gushing pussy-slit. She felt the soft inner labes give way, slipping so wetly aside.
Then her finger was against Anne's clit. Such a big one! At least, bigger than hers, because Jill had never really paid much attention to other women's clits.
"Aaaaahhh!" Anne wailed when Jill touched her wildly sensitive love-nubbin. Her hips twitched violently. "Rub it! Rub it!" she begged. "You're making me feel so wonderful, Jill!"
Jill felt that, at the moment, she was capable of just about anything. Her finger flew over Anne's clit, while the fingers of her other hand wrapped lovingly around Hal's plunging cock-shaft, her knuckles digging into soft, wet pussy-flesh. Everything was so erotically wet! Jill herself was panting with passion, rubbing her thighs together, stimulating her wildly excited but so far untouched cunt.
Hal and Anne came at the same time, both helped by Jill's eager hand-work. Jill felt the base of her husband cock began to jerk and twitch. She stuck her finger a little way up inside Anne's pussy-hole. The redhead's muscular fuck-channel closed hungrily around both her finger and Hal's suddenly spouting cock. Jill felt Anne's cunt rippling in long sexy waves as the woman's organ swept over her. She heard Anne's moans and wild cries, but what she mast paid attention to was the fierce activity up inside her twitching cunt.
Jill was sorry when it ended, when both Hal and Anne finally relaxed, worn out for the moment. She took her hands from between their hot, panting bodies, staring at the shiny cum dripping from her fingers. She began to feel sad, alone, as she looked down at Hal and Anne's tightly locked bodies.
Anne saw the look on her younger friend's face.
Immediately she knew she had to do something or the carefully built-up mood between the three of them would be lost.
She wriggled out from beneath Hal's tired form. "Poor Jill," she crooned. "You've done all the work, making us feel good. Thank you… thank you! But now I want to do something for you. Come on, sweetie. Lie down next to me."
The big redhead urged Jill onto her back. Jill looked up, puzzled, as Anne got to her knees, then moved down between her legs.
"What are you doing!" Jill demanded as Anne began opening the brunette's legs wider.
Sitting on her heels between Jill's legs, Anne slowly ran her hands up the insides of the brunette's wide-spread thighs, until the edges of her fingers were solidly against the outer edges of Jill's pussy-lips.
"I'm going to eat you," Anne said, her eyes hot and smoldering. "I'm going to lick your cunt until you cum, until you howl with pleasure!"
"Wait! Wait, I… I…" Jill stammered.
This was all happening so fast! Sure, her cunt ached for attention, but she'd never imagined something like this was going to happen – that Anne, her beautiful, red-headed friend, was going to eat her box!
Of course, she'd had her own fingers up inside Anne's twat. But that was a little different. Then, she'd been helping Hal and Anne fuck.
Lesbianism was something so remote from Jill's normal sexual thinking that she'd never had to decide whether she was for or against it. Cock had always been her main concern. And she'd had plenty of that lately.
But if she thought about it, wasn't what Anne wanted to do to her just another kind of sex? How was it all that different from the wild, lewd things she'd let others do to her body over the past few weeks?
So she did nothing to stop Anne – not that she actually wanted her friend to lick her box. Eyes wide and staring, Jill watched her friend lower her lovely auburn head towards her quiveringly waiting crotch. She shivered all over, waiting for that first hot feel of tongue against pussy.
But Anne took her time. Halting with her mouth only a couple of inches from Jill's brown-furred cunt, she softly blew a strew of warm air up into her friend's glistening pussy-slit.
By the time the air touched flesh, it had cooled. Washing against Jill's wet tender cunt-flesh, Anne's breath felt cold, exciting, strange.
"Ooooohhhh," Jill moaned helplessly, goose pimples erupting over her tits and belly. My God! If just Anne's breath felt so good, how would it feel when…
"Uuuuunnngghhh!" the stunned brunette cried.
Her legs shot out, straight and stiff. Her stomach muscles tightened convulsively. Her hand clawed at the bed covers.
Mmmmmmnnnn… what a sweet-tasting curd, Anne thought happily, her mouth glued tightly to Jill's shuddering pussy-flesh. She flattened her tongue, splaying it hotly against the young housewife's swollen little clitoris. She felt Jill twitch and squirm, and seized her by the thighs, holding her cunt firmly in place.
Jill's eyes were open wide with shock and pleasure. Why had she been so hesitant to have another woman eat her box? she wondered. It felt just as good as when a man did it. Better, maybe. Being a woman herself, Anne seemed to know just what to do. Just where to move her tongue next, anticipating every one of Jill's spasming reactions.
Jill dug her hands into her own tits, squeezing, kneading. She felt good all over, sensually alive. Her cunt was getting hotter and hotter. She knew she could cum, that another woman was going to suck an orgasm right out of her twitching cunt with her mouth. The lewdness, the forbiddenness of what was happening was as exciting to Jill as Anne's actual tongue, slithering up and down her slit.
God, what a trip to watch these two beautiful women make it together! Women he'd fucked, both of them!
The eager young husband watched his wife play with her own tits. God, she was turned on. He could hear Anne's lips and tongue sucking noisily against Jill's cunt. She was really gobbling twat!
Hal was tempted to grab hold of Jill's tits, sink his fingers into their well-remembered softness.
But Anne's gorgeous naked ass caught his attention. The redhead was on her knees, her shoulders low, her ass thrusting invitingly up into the air.
Hal moved around behind her. He could see tendrils of soft red pussy hair peeking back between her sleek thighs. He remembered how her cunt had clasped hungrily around his surging cock just minutes ago. Why not again?
Hal passed his hand lightly over Anne's naked ass. He saw her quiver a little, and then, she seemed to be waggling her butt back at him invitingly. He saw her open her legs a lift le. Her softly pouched pussy-lips, still wet with his cum were clearly visible now between her thighs.
Growing more and more excited, Hal slipped his hand between the humped-over redhead's thighs. The going was wet and slippery. His fingers skidded through half-congealed sperm, pushed past soaking wet pussy hair, then dipped into the kneeling woman's deep cunt-crack.
"Mmmmppphhh." Anne burbled into Jill's wet cunt as Hal's finger slipped up into her own pussy-hole. Damn! She thought. This therapy session was turning out to have a lot of personal benefits for her!
She began grinding her ass back against Hal's hand, helping his finger slip farther up into her cunt. Hal added more fingers, until he had three sliding in and out of her wide-open pussy-hole. Anne was panting straight into Jill's cunt, but she managed to keep licking and sucking. It was so wonderful to have Hal paying attention to her twat while her mouth was full of the rich taste of his wife's sweet cunt!
Hal realized his cock was getting hard again. Jesus, was, he ready to use it. He stared at his fingers, slipping deep into Anne's luscious cunt, pushing aside her flushed, fever-pink cunt-lips. She was gushing like a geyser, wet enough and open enough to take anything he could throw at her.
Hal pulled his fingers free of the redhead's clinging pussy-flesh. Kneeling upright behind the moaning, cunt-eating woman, he smeared the pussy juice coating his fingers all over the head of his cock. Then he moved in closer, hand-feeding his prick up between Anne's soft thighs.
Anne felt Hal's prick slide under the deep crack of her ass, into her pussy-sift, seeking out her cunt-mouth. She braced herself. This boy had a good-sized cock.
"Uuuunnnggghh," Anne moaned into Jill's cunt as she felt her own invaded by over half a foot of rock-hard prick.
Hal grunted with pleasure as he felt Anne's cunt gobble his cock. No playing around this time. He started fucking hard, hearing the satisfying sound of his loins smacking wetly against Anne's shapely ass. He kit the sensitive head of his cock pushing its way in and out of her smooth, hot cunt.
Looking down and smooth sweep of Anne's back, Hal found himself staring straight at his slowly writhing wife. Anne's head was buried between Jill's drawn-up thighs, her long red hair fanning out over Jill's belly and hips.
Jill's face was flushed, glowing with sexual arousal. She was still massaging her own tits. Hal watched her stomach muscles flutter and tense every time Anne did something new to her cunt with her talented tongue.
What a trip! As Hal slammed his prick again and again into Anne's butter-soft twat, he had the illusion he was fucking straight through her into Jill. Every time his hips slammed into Anne's ass, the redhead was jolted forward, her mouth digging deeper into Jill's cunt.
Both women were going wild. Hal could hear Anne moaned into Jill's twat, the sound oddly wet and muffled. Jill was whimpering and moaning, biting her lower lip. He knew ail the signs, knew his wife was close to cumming. He hoped she didn't yet!
Jill was indeed close to orgasm. Anne's mouth against her cunt was helping her climb higher and higher. Another couple of minutes and she would start the long slide down the other slope of her orgasm.
She looked up, seeing Hal's grinning face. It took her a few seconds to realize her husband was fucking the other woman from behind. Why always someone else and not her? she wondered, then remembered that lately it had been she who'd pushed him away.
She didn't care now. All that mattered was the orgasm slowly beginning deep in her well-licked cunt. She tensed, readying herself for the gut-wrenching spasms, the incredible ecstasy.
But Hal started fucking harder and harder into Anne's cunt from behind. It was more than the moaning redhead could stand. She started to cum, her head twisting helplessly to one side as powerful spasms rippled through her belly. Her mouth sucked free of Jill's cunt, deserting the other girl's clit just as she was on the verge of her climax.
"Oh, wait! Don't stop! Not right now!" Jill wailed. "I… I'm so close! Just another few seconds and I would have cum!"
But Anne was past all hearing. She slid slowly forward, Hal's powerful cock-thrusts pounding into her from behind. Her head ended up on Jill's taut, cum-hungry belly, her mouth helplessly moaning cries of passion.
As soon as he sensed Anne had finished cumming, Hal rolled the panting redhead unceremoniously from over Jill. Now there was nothing between him and his nakedly moaning wife but his huge swollen cock, still gleaming with Anne's cunt juice.
"I can help you get it off, baby," he grated. "With this! With my cock! You want it? Ask me, baby. Ask me!"
Jill stared up at her handsome sexy husband, love and passion shining from her eyes. "Oh, yes, Hal," she whimpered. "I want, you to fuck me! Shove your cock up my cunt! Make me cum! I want it from you!"
Eagerly Hal fell forward onto his wife's lovely waiting body. His cock thundered up her cunt. His arms wrapped tightly around her, while her legs rose, locking desperately behind his back, puffing him deeper and deeper into her. Her cunt nibbled desperately at his big, thrusting cock.
"I love you! I love you, Hal!" Jill cried. "It's so wonderful having you fuck me again. I'm so sorry I wasted my time with all those other men!"
"Don't be," he panted. "I don't care what you do with other men. I care what you do with me."
Anne had risen to her knees, looking down in triumph at the confused young couple she had helped reunite. Suddenly she felt a hand on her shoulder. Startled, she spun around. It was her husband, Harry.
"Thought I'd come over and see how the therapy was going," he grinned. "The front door wasn't locked. Looks like you've had another success, baby."
For a few seconds Harry stared down at the wildly fucking young couple, then started peeling off his clothes.
"What are you doing?" Anne asked.
"I'm gonna try something really kinky," Harry chuckled. "Something different. Just for kicks, I'm gonna fuck my wife while Hal fucks his."
Anne looked up fondly at her big husband, reached out and stroked his hardening cock.
"Harry, you're something else," she said, laughing softly. "The last of the romantics."