"Awwwww," he groaned.
Tina didn't mind. She liked it any way he wanted to give it, but his hard brutal balling was especially exciting. She just lay back grinning like a maniac and holding her legs open for him, digging every furious deep thrust of his cock. In a moment she started to come, her cunt tightening furiously around his pounding prick, and she gave a shrill cry of pleasure.
"Eeeeeee," Tina yelled, "Eeeee.."
She didn't worry too much now about being loud, since there were groans and shrieks and cries coming from all over the room. Everybody
seemed to be hot at it, everybody making helpless noises. Certainly her partner wasn't being quiet. He groaned steadily and hoarsely as he balled her into yet another dizzying orgasm.
"Ohhhh, God," Tina sobbed, digging her nails into his shoulders, so good, so good…HHHHHH…"
She seemed to be coming again and again, without pause, thanks to his marvelous fucking. Next time she was able to talk to him, she wanted to be sure to tell him how great it was. His thick hard prick was like a pile driver in its force and steadiness, hammering away in her greedy wet cunt till she was nearly fainting with the non-stop pleasure of it.
If only her husband would fuck her like that… But you can t have everything, she reminded herself. At least she could always have Craig, now that they'd all decided to become swingers. She ought to be content with that. She clung to him gratefully, kissing and licking his face as he balled her, trying to tell him without words how thoroughly he was satisfying her.
All around her the grunts, groans, squeals and sobs of ecstasy grew louder and louder, till it began to sound like a barnyard. Tina grinned in the darkness, delighted that everyone was having such a good time and that her proposal had worked out so well. She wondered who Ralph was fucking, and she hoped he was enjoying himself as much as she was. Their sex life might not be the greatest any more, but she still loved him dearly.
"Ahhhhhh," she sighed, "Ohhhhhh…"
Another shuddering orgasm rocked her body. My God, he was really outdoing himself tonight. It had to be the greatest fuck of her life, even better than in the early days of her marriage when she and Ralph went at it like rabbits. She'd never come so many times before, never balled so long.
"Awwwwww," he yelped.
At last he was coming. Tina locked her legs around his ass and pulled him hard against her, trapping his squirting cock deep in her fiery-hot cunt. She held him there and took every drop of his blasting jism, enjoying the scalding wet sensation in her twat. He moaned and writhed violently in her arms for long delicious moments before he finally finished shooting his load.
"Ohhhh, darling," Tina murmured at last, "that was so good. The greatest…"
Then she clapped a hand to her mouth. She'd broken the rules by speaking, dammit, given away her identity. But what the hell? She'd known all along it was Craig, and he must have known it was her. Or did he? When she spoke, he'd gone stiff in her arms. It was a long moment before he spoke.
"Tina?" he said wonderingly. "Tina, is that you?"
"Oh, my God," Tina gasped.
The man who lay over her, his limp wet dick still trapped deep in her satisfied cunt, the man who'd just balled her into a near-faint of pleasure-that man wasn't Craig Devon after all. She knew the voice.
It was her husband Ralph.
CHAPTER NINE
She'd know his voice anywhere. Even in the pitch black darkness of the basement Tina could recognize her own husband. Besides his voice there were other clues she should have picked up on earlier, if she hadn't been so absorbed in the thought of Craig. The big burly body, the receding hair, the thick mat of hair on his chest-it all pointed to Ralph.
At first Tina was shocked, then angry, and finally she started to laugh. Here she'd been telling herself it was the greatest fuck of her life-and it turned out to be from her husband, the guy she'd thought couldn't turn her on any more. She heard Ralph chuckling, too, as he lay over her in the darkness.
"Confess," she said. "Who did you think I was?"
"Beth," he admitted, "but it sure seemed like
your boobs had grown a lot. Who'd you think I was?"
"Craig," she said. "But Ralph, I just have to tell you, darling-that was a super fuck, the best I've ever had."
"Same here, honey," said Ralph. "I'm really glad. I thought it was over for us, but I sure was wrong. Maybe all we needed was a little vacation from each other."
"And a little novelty," Tina added. "Speaking of which…"
She whispered something to Ralph, and he chuckled. The wicked idea had just occurred to her. She seemed to be in a strange mood that evening, thinking of kinky ways to have fun. Now she'd thought of another naughty little game that was sure to amuse her and Ralph-even if the others might not find it so funny.
"Far out," Ralph said- "Yeah, let's do it. I think I know just where to go."
In the total darkness he and Tina crawled carefully over to the main light switch. It was eerie not to be able to see anything but to hear a wild concatenation of noises-squeals, moans, sighs, grunts, and shrieks of hot pleasure. Ralph and Tina might be finished, but the other two couples were still very busily making love.
Tina and Ralph found the wall and felt around, till Tina whispered, "I found it. You ready?"
"Yeah," Ralph snickered, "go ahead."
Abruptly Tina turned on the basement lights.
As the lamps came back on in the rec room, they revealed a wild scene. The two surprised
couples froze like statues. On the broad couch Craig Devon lay stretched out on his back, his pale erect cock standing straight up from its thatch of blond pubic hairs. The long stiff prick was lodged in the dripping mouth of Dotty Devon's cunt as she sat over her husband. She'd been just about to plunge her box greedily down that long slippery pole when the lights went on so unexpectedly.
Dotty and Craig gawked at each other in complete surprise. It was quite obvious that, like Tina and Ralph, they'd thought they were balling other partners. After all, how could it be so great with their own husband or wife?
In the center of the room, kneeling on the soft deep carpet, Beth Taylor still had her pert pale ass raised high in the air. Her fingers went still in the act of clawing the carpet, and the trace of a lusty grin was still on her face. Kneeling behind her, his long swollen cock thrust deep in her soaked cunt, was her husband Howard.
Howard was staring down at Beth in complete astonishment. Clearly he thought he'd been fucking someone else, but there was no mistaking his own wife's red hair. Beth was not facing Howard, so she was still deceived. She looked up angrily at Ralph and Tina as they stood by the light switch.
"Hey, what's the big idea?" Beth snapped. "It's not very nice to turn on the lights when-" She stopped short, staring at Ralph, and then turned her head to look at her partner. When she saw who was balling her, she turned beet red. "Howard," she said wonderingly. "But I thought-"
"I know," Howard said, coming out of his daze. "I thought for sure you were Dotty. You just didn't seem yourself, Beth."
"Yes," she sighed. "It was so good, I was sure you were Ralph. Wow, Howard, I haven't gotten that turned on in years.
Meanwhile Craig and Dotty were putting things together, too. Like Ralph and Tina they started to laugh.
"Hey, I didn't know you could ball like that any more, baby," said Dotty admiringly to her husband. "That was great."
"You're pretty great yourself," Craig told her, "even if I did think you were Tina."
"I thought you were Howard," Dotty chuckled, "but I couldn't figure out how he got rid of his mustache so fast."
Everyone started laughing then, and all the tension was gone. Ralph made drinks for everyone, and they lounged around naked with no self-consciousness. Clearly everyone had been forgiven for being unfaithful. Just as clearly, they'd all silently agreed to adopt a new life style-swinging. Even the repressed and inhibited Taylors looked eager for more.