Barbie was dead set to find a cock! If she could find two cocks all the better. She was furious at Jan for hogging all the cocks at the last party! Never again would a shooting cock be jerked out of her mouth and shoved into Jan's! Barbie would not stand for it! It had all been such a surprise to her that she had fallen rather easily for being pushed off Jim's shooting cock. Now Barbie knew not to trust Jan with a hard cock no matter who had it!
So Barbie was going cock-shopping. No more shortage of prick. She knew it would be difficult to just walk up to a guy and ask him if he wanted to go to a wife swapping party and please not to bring his wife. There was only to be the three wives. So they were gluttons for cock, so what? Maybe Barbie didn't have to look for a married man at all. A single one would do since he couldn't bring a wife he didn't have. Still she shuddered at the thought of asking a man if he wanted to go to a fucking party. Why should she? Men asked women all the time. It was about time some of the tables were turned and the men got raped, attacked, and asked to orgies. What was women's lib invented for? Poor excuse, but better than none.
Barbie would think about it as she sat by the pool in her apartment building. She got into her red bikini and brushed her sultry dark hair, grabbed a towel and padded downstairs to the pool. The sun was hot and she basked in its warmth. She must have dozed off because she was pulled back to reality by a masculine voice asking if the lounge next to her was being used.
Barbie sat up and shaded her brown eyes with her tanned hand and looked into the eyes of a blue eyed surfer. She told him it was vacant and lay back on her lounge.
"Do you live here?" he asked. "I've never seen you around the pool before."
"I don't come down too often, but I've never seen you around either," she said.
"That's because I don't live here," he chuckled.
"Visiting friends?" she asked nonchalantly.
"Nope. I just drop by and use the pool," he said, laughing.
"Do the managers know this? That sort of thing isn't allowed, you know. There are rules and regulations," she said, blinking at the young man about her own age. She had been settled down for so long it was a pleasure to look at a free spirit, a surfer, an untied bird, a loner.
"Do you always go according to the rules?" he mimicked.
Barbie shook her head and smiled. She remembered the wife swapping and knew there had been no rules, just a "let happen" sort of thing. She liked that sort of happening best. No planning, no plotting, just do her own thing. She had not been able to do that since she married Bob. He was a steady worker, stuck on routine and boredom. Now this guy was something else. Just the opposite of her dependable husband.
"What's your name?" she asked.
"Does it matter? You can call me anything you like. What do you think my name should be? For you, I'll be that person," he said and patted her hand warmly.
She trickled with excitement at his warm touch. For her it would be difficult to imagine a name for this blond guy with the clear blue eyes. She was used to routine, numbers, paydays, set times for this and that. The only sparkling event in her life lately had been the orgy the other night. She was losing her originality. She was becoming a stereotyped housewife with nothing much to think of except whether to go to the market or sit by the pool. Another thrilling part of her life was to determine whether to bake a roast or make sandwiches and a salad for dinner. Even that wasn't her own decision, it depended upon whether the weather was hot or cold and if the air conditioner worked or not.
She wracked her brain to think, for the first time in years. She shrugged her slim shoulders.
"I can't think of a name for you. You'll have to tell me," she said, disgusted with herself.
"No way, chick, you think of what you want to call me," he smiled and his blue eyes twinkled.
"I've lost my imagination. I can't think. I guess I'd call you John. That's an anonymous name, and since you are from nowhere and going nowhere, except where your spirit urges you to, I guess John… no Johnny. Johnny sounds more loving and kind and that's the kind of person I think you are. Sweet, loving, free… a wanderer. For a last name I would choose Blue. Your eyes are so blue they match the sky and you're apparently as free as a bird that soars in the sky. The sky's his home and the sky's the limit. Besides, your eyes are very beautiful. So, to me, you would be Johnny Blue."
"Very good. Now, your name has to be something sultry and sexy. Let's see. I think I would name you Beth," he said softly.
"For goodness sakes, why?" she asked startled. "There's nothing sexy or sultry about the name Beth. Why?" She sat up and looked at the interesting, young man next to her.
"Perhaps because Bethsheba was married, in the Bible you know, and in love with someone else, David. She let her husband go and be killed so she and her lover could be together. Also, I saw the movie and I thought Susan Hayward was beautiful in it. And I think you are beautiful. And I see a wedding ring on your hand so I know you're married. To me, you are Bethsheba, or Beth for just the two of us."
Barbie felt drawn so close to this young man with the long, golden hair that fell like a shimmering waterfall over his tanned shoulders. When he said "for just the two of us", it was as if he had closed the rest of the world away from them. It was just the two of them and she simmered in the warmth of his closeness. The world was apart from them as they alone were all that mattered. Neither of them said a word to each other, they just got up and Johnny Blue followed Beth up to her apartment.
She turned to him and as if eternity had it planned, she fell into his warm arms and took his succulent tongue into her mouth. Her young body melted against his and they were as one in thought, motion, and desires. Johnny Blue picked her warm, sun-baked body up in his deeply tanned arms and he carried her tenderly into the bedroom and placed her softly onto her bed. He was beside her with the smoothness and grace of a cat. She felt her body enclrcled by his loving, young, strong arms as he gently kissed her eyes, her nose, her cheeks, her eyelashes. She warmed to Johnny Blue and offered no resistance to her blond, young lover. She adored the way his arms held her to his softly heaving chest. His hands caressed her body tenderly. He made no effort to remove her fiery bikini or his own stringer. She felt his hard, young, strong cock press against her pussy. Her womanly juices started to flow down her love tube. Her clit fluttered with desire and her blonde twat gurgled with craving for this young man from nowhere. Her arms encircled his deeply tanned shoulders as he nibbled on her soft neck. Her flesh rippled with prickles of desire and slow mounting lust.
His sparkling, blue eyes looked gently into her dark, passionate eyes, and the glaze of desire was there. She knew. He knew. No words were spoken.
Bethsheba sat up on her white bed which had become her cloud above all earthy beings and things. She reached around to release her bikini top and slowly, deliberately, as if undressing for a king, dropped her bra to the floor. Gently she lay back down on the billow of whiteness and wiggled out of her flaming bikini panties and dropped them to the floor. She shed all of her flaming, hellish red for her position on the white cloud with her young king. Gently, she touched his body and removed his stringer and fell on her face in his blond crotch, worshipping his body, his lovely, crowned cock. She kissed up and down his throbbing, whity skin, the only part of him that was not deeply tanned.
She felt his strong, yet gentle hand, on her dark hair, trickling through it as she worshipped him. Her open mouth nipped to the tip of his cockhead. Her soft lips kissed his pee hole before she opened her warm, moist mouth and took in his sweet cockhead. Her warm spittle coated his cockhead and she felt the heavenly desire pulse through his strong, sturdy cock as she inched her flushed face down, down, down on his beating, throbbing cock. She hunched her slim body over his and straddled his tanned, heaving chest. Her mouth went down, down to his soft skinned testicles, where she breathed in the sweet aroma of his delectable crotch. She felt his delicious cock press at the back of her mouth, poke at her throat, and she knew she had to have his kingly cock deep inside her. Her emotions mounted to the heights of heaven as she swallowed his delicious cock into her throat! She felt his heavy pulses, his throbs, his beats as his cock, like him, longed to be free… free of the building load of cum that bloated his balls to near explosion. She was filled with heavenly desire to please, to make him happy, to do whatever this Johnny Blue wanted. She bobbed her dark head up and down on his rigid, stiff cock, slowly at first, careful to lather his throbber with all the saliva she could. She loved being full of his beating prick. She felt his swollen cockhead slip down her runged throat. She was breathless at the heavy throbs of cock that resounded through her head. She thrilled at the stiff cock as it slid up and down her throat as she bobbed her head, lathering the red-hot cock with her saliva. She baked his super-hard cock in her hot, heavy spit and bobbed her head on his stiff whang faster and faster as her excitement grew. She felt the lovely movements of his pelvis as she mouthed his torridly beating cock. Her nose was buried in his seething testicles as she sank his cock all the way down her throat. She smelled the sweet musk of his soft skinned testicles and her head reeled in delicious happiness. His curly, silky pubic hair felt so gloriously soft against her flushed face. Her warm, loving hands cupped his balls and held them gently as she massaged softly. She adored the way he swung his pelvis to meet her gulping, swallowing. She sighed with love as she retracted his delicious prick from her throat and lathered the rigid, blood-gorged, throbbing cock with her wet, hot kisses. She nibbled up and down his gorgeous stem and nipped at his hot, steaming cockhead. She pressed his love organ to her feverish face and moaned her delight before sucking in his cock again. She gulped his hot shaft to the back of her spitty mouth and swallowed and bobbed up and down on his luscious cock, loving it, eating it, devouring his beating, pounding cock! Her nose was against his hot balls and then up at the end of his rugged cockhead and then she plunged back down on his stiff shaft.
She felt her lover's warm hands encircle her ass and pull her dark, sultry pussy down, down, down to his warm, loving, moist mouth. She trembled and her thighs quivered as her slit opened to his tongue. She bobbed more furiously on his love cock as she felt his hot, moist tongue slip into her craving, hungry slit! How wonderful! She quaked with desire as she felt his darting tongue flick across her flickering clit and circle her weeping vaginal opening. His tongue felt like dancing fire as it darted around her hot box and plunged in! She felt like collapsing in glory at the deliciousness of his heated tongue as it wiggled and touched every nerve ending as her vaginal walls squeezed on his tongue. She melted with passionate desire for her Johnny Blue as she spread her legs farther apart to sink his tongue farther into her simmering, weeping twat. Her skin prickled with lust for his cock at the touch of his digging, flicking, darting tongue. Her hips rotated wide, passionate circles as his tongue licked all sides of her vagina and into the soft, silky folds of her labia. Her excited, dark beaver heaved and sighed, spasmed and relaxed at his darting tongue movements. She was speckled with dots of perspiration as she continued to bob, frantically now, up and down, up and down on his glorious cock. Her face melted against his golden glow of pubic hair that was damp from her heavy saliva and sweat.
She tasted the first of his cum! Her heart pounded wildly! Her muscles tightened frantically! Her nerves were aglow with love, fire, passion and love for his coming orgasm. She loved the first droplets of his cum as she flicked her tongue across his vibrating, shaking cockhead. She sucked in his pounding, throbbing cock and sank it deeply into her throat and felt the gush of his warm, soothing fluids. She quickly withdrew his cock to get part of his beautiful cum in her mouth, to taste, to swallow, to relish! She thrilled at the goodness, the luscious taste, the thick cream, the delicious, salty cum! She swallowed down his shooting flood of hot, lovely cum and licked her lips between heavenly tastes. Her feverish face burrowed into his golden crotch and she ate hungrily as her passions soared to unbelievable heights! She pressed her hot face to his soft, soggy balls and wallowed in the warmth of his damp, sweet crotch.
Her clit shook hotly at the touch of his flicking tongue and the taste of his cum, the smell of his young crotch, the loveliness of her golden lover sent sparks of craving to explode inside her love tunnel! Her hot fluids rolled out of her spasming tunnel and coated his tanned face with sparkles of spent cum. Her pelvis slithered and rotated helplessly as his tongue flicked wildly gathering up her leaking, warm, delicious fluids as they trickled out of her grasping, spasming love tube. She sighed as his beautiful cock weakened in her mouth and she let the limp organ fall over his deliciously warm testicles. She covered his crotch with her hot, moist kisses and hugged his pelvis to her feverish face.
She felt her own trickles of cum ooze out of her dark twat to be licked up and devoured by her blond lover. She whipped around to face the young man and lathered his face with her kisses of happiness. She tongued across his tender lips slowly to taste of his warmth and her cum juice. She pushed her tongue into his hot mouth and gently traced across his firm, white, even teeth just under his lips. She tasted of his saliva. She cuddled against his firm, young body and felt the steady, hard beats of his heart. His tanned body was so deliciously warm and his hands so loving as they caressed her naked body. She adored the loving way he touched her while one hand traced up and down her back sending soothing feelings to her inspired passions. She looked at the young man on her bed and he looked like an angel with his free flowing, blond hair forming a halo of beauty around his tanned face. His beautiful, blue eyes were closed in peace and she had never seen such long, thick lashes on anybody in her life. His face was that of a young, free man, no signs of ruggedness from hard work and a labored life, just the sweetness of freedom. A tear came to her eyes. She was certain that he had never known the stress and strain of life, he only knew the pleasures and he took them wherever and whenever they presented themselves and if he found none at the time, he leaned back on his cloud of unreality and patiently waited for the world, his kingdom, to present him with all the lovlies of life. Her hand slipped down his flat belly and craddled his soft penis and sweet balls. She caressed his body with her kisses and touches, so soft, so tender, so loving.
She pressed her warm, naked body to his as she kissed him tenderly. She felt a spark of life surge into his cock. She thrilled at the thought of being made love to by this young Johnny Blue. The more she caressed, the more rigid became his cock until his lovely sex organ stood at full, glorious erection! His eyes opened and he looked at her with glazed love. She felt like she had just fallen into a pool of clear, blue, heavenly water. His eyes were so beautifully sexy, she trembled. When he smiled his warm, loving smile at her, she nearly had a hysterical fit! His hands thrilled her body and excited every nerve to thrilled exhilaration.
She was gently rolled to her back and Johnny Blue crawled between her quivering legs. She felt his hot cock snubbed to her weeping, dripping hole and tears filled her eyes. She bit her lower lip until she tasted blood, she was so thrilled and excited! She let Johnny Blue kiss away her tears, her blood droplets from her lip as he slowly sank his throbbing cock into her moist, warm, clasping snatch. His hands were on her jutting breasts, so softly, so gently. His fingers flicked her nipples as his mouth went to her ear. The feeling of his wet, warm tongue in her ear sent her head spiraling into heavenly orbit and stars were below her! She trembled at the feel of his pulsating cock as it inched its beautiful crown up, up, up into her squeezing, clutching vagina. She about went into a frenzied, hectic fit as he moved his vibrating, throbbing, pulsating cock gently inside her warm, soft, velvety hole. She shook at his every touch as his warm, moist mouth nibbled on her beating neck. She breathed with labor, she had to have control. She didn't want this tender moment to ever end! She clung to his hot body, feeling the slipping, sliding of his hard cock inside her body. She felt his golden pubic hair touch her dark snatch and mingle his shot sperm with hers. The wonderful aroma of love filled her flared nostrils. He pumped her hole so gently, so strongly, so firmly, with his hot, thickly veined cock. His kisses to her breasts, her neck, her throat, across her eyelids, were all so sweet, so soft, so wonderful! She prayed he would never have an orgasm, never leave her, never take his pulsating cock from her hot, clutching love tube. She had to enjoy every touch, every taste, every smell, every sight and sound from her Johnny Blue. She had to cling to this moment, this precious, lovely, delicious moment in her life. Johnny Blue was an experience of splendor!
She rotated her hips passionately under his firm, young body. She was engulfed by his hands, caressed, loved, touched, craddled. Her grasping vagina clamped tightly onto his slowly, deliberately moving cock, in, out, in, out, in, out, in! She felt the simmer of his hot balls as they wallowed in her slippery slit while Johnny Blue started his grinding, grinding in, in, in of his mighty cock! She heard his heavy, labored breathing in her ears as his hands touched her all over. The smell of their mixed lubricating juices and spent cum thrilled her prickly body with wild, untamed love for this unknown man!
She looked her Johnny Blue right in his clear, blue eyes as he gently, relentlessly humped her torridly clutching twat. His face, hovering over her, was one of extreme pleasure and peace as he stuck his cock into her dribbling, spasming snatch and ground in, in, in! With his every inward thrust of lovely cock, his stump and pubic hair rubbed against her fluttering clit, driving her wild with passion! He thrust and heaved as he hovered over her swirling hips. His lovely, blue eyes never left hers as he humped and poked in his cock. Again, again, again he thrust and heaved as he grunted home his heavenly cock!
Theyhad a cum together! A hot, simmering, free flow of orgasmic juices! So long a flood, so sweet a flow, so mutual the satisfaction! His lovely, throbbing cock ground in to such depths of heavenly bliss she could not believe the wonder of her glorious cum. Their bodies were seared together with common perspiration, common cum, common love! They both gushed a peaceful, loving, flooding, tender, long flow of cum, bathing both crotches in the sweetness of the thick, warm, delicious cream!
Bethsheba cried from the release of her cum and Johnny Blue kissed away her salty tears. She felt the delicious warmth of the mixture of their cum drain out of her grasping vagina as Johnny Blue's cock wilted inside her warm, wet, soft cunt. She felt his soft, soggy balls wallow in her cum-drenched slit. The heat of his body radiated through hers. Her arms went around his neck as she closed her dark eyes and pulled his face to hers. Johnny Blue's jerking cock was dead in her flooded tube.
She knew it was over. Tears gushed from her closed eyes.
"Will you come back to me, Johnny Blue?" she whispered.
"I love you. Maybe sometime, somewhere, we'll meet again, I love you, Beth…" he whispered.
She looked deeply into his blue eyes and it was as if she saw a blue bird winging its way across the unmarred blueness of the sky. She knew he would leave and she would never see her free soul again.
Johnny Blue kissed her crying eyes and took her tears into his warm, loving mouth. His cock fell limply from her dripping hole and she felt him pull out of her quivering thighs. His kisses kept caressing her peaceful face as he slipped on his stringer. His hands soothed and caressed her warm body. She felt his body leave the bed. He leaned over and whispered in her ear, "I love you, my precious Bethsheba…"
She felt his warm mouth on her eye lids as he kissed her… and he was gone.
Her body wracked with sobs at losing her lover. He was one she would not, even if she could, take to the swappers club. Her Johnny Blue was her own, personal experience, to share with no one. She would think of her blonde, blue-eyed Johnny Blue every time she looked at the beautiful, clear sky and imagine she was lost in his heavenly eyes. She would feel his warmth, taste his glory, see his glowing, sparkling eyes, hear his soft voice, "I love you, Bethsheba…"