Now, three years later, because of the lessons learned at those special parties, she was wanton in every way. It was nine-thirty, and the cousins would be arriving shortly. Though she intended keeping her vaginal area unused until the fun began, she felt she wanted to blow her husband one quick time before everything started. She hurried upstairs to the bedroom where he was already putting his pants on.
"Not yet," she murmured, shutting the bedroom door and leaning against it. "Before any of the others get their mouths or pussies on that cock of yours, I want to taste it one more time."
Harlan dropped his pants and shorts, and stepped out of them. He was balding and a bit thin, but to Nanette he looked better than ever, and the length of his hard cock fitted nicely into her mouth.
She grabbed his asscheeks and yanked him forward to get the flail length of his cock in her mouth. He always loved the way she blew him.
She took his cock between both hands and rubbed it, watching the little beads of lubricant come seeping out of it. She lapped them up with her tongue, enjoying the smooth slipperiness of the cum as it slid down her throat.
Harlan's hands rested lightly on her head. Her lips surrounded the solid cock, savoring the feel of the spongeike glans. Her tongue ran underneath, rubbing his solid cock from the glans all the way down to the base. She knew she was doing it right when she felt the little tube on the underside of his prick begin to twitch. She was getting to him quickly.
It wasn't long before she felt the prick become harder as it swelled to its largest proportions. Her fingers tightened around his asscheeks, digging in as she prepared to receive his turn. It came flooding forth, filling her mouth so full, she was barely able to swallow before the next offering came showering forth. Again and again she swallowed, marveling at how much her husband could spend at one time.
"Come on," she said, when he'd finished. "The other's will be here very shortly."
CHAPTER EIGHT
Nanette and Harlan were dressed and downstairs when the doorbell rang. They welcomed Misty and Ira.
"How do we handle this?" Nanette asked her husband.
"We don't," he replied. "We let Buddy and Ernie take care of it."
After hanging up the coats of the visitors, they ushered them into the den.
"We hardly expected you two," Nanette said, offering them their choice of hard and soft drinks.
"We know," Ira smiled, "but we thought we'd join the fun, anyway."
"But you two are brother and sister," Harlan pointed out.
"So?" Misty asked, taking a Scotch and soda.
"So tonight is a sort of special party, strictly for marrieds."
"We're more married than you two," Ira calmly told them, taking a diet soda.
"Well, there's been a suspicion," Harlan nodded, "but no one really took it seriously."
"Take it seriously," Ira told him. "Misty's the best fuck around. I'm willing to share her now and again, provided we keep it in the family."
Buddy and Susan were the next couple to arrive, followed by Jack and Sydell. Ernie and Laura came soon after, and right behind them were Benny and Felice. Becky and Merton were the last ones to arrive. All were surprised to see Ira and Misty, yet all were willing to let them stay.
It was almost midnight before the party started to move.
"To make things easy on everyone," Buddy said, "I think we should all undress now so we can get down to having fun. Agreed?"
The others assented, and so all quickly got undressed.
"A suggestion," Ernie spoke up. "I feel we should properly initiate the newcomers before we get down to the regular fun and games. Is everyone agreed to that?"
No one disagreed.
They decided to make a game of that, as well. Harlan and Nanette, as hosts, would be the referees in the first game. It was to be a cocksucking contest. The three new women wrote their names on small pieces of paper, folded the papers, and put them in a hat. Buddy, Ernie, and Jack reached in and each took one of the pieces of paper. Jack got Becky, Ernie got Misty, and Buddy got Felice.
"No hands, girls," Harlan warned. "The women can't touch the pricks or asses of the men, and the men have to keep their hands off the women. The first cock to shoot will be the winner. The man who comes first gets a tube of lanolin for lubricating an ass. The winning female receives a spray-can douche with spearmint flavor."
"Ready," Nanette called out, and the women poised themselves before the already hardening pricks. "Set," she said, and their mouths opened. "Go!" she exclaimed, and without hesitation all three women went to work.
Becky took Jack's long, thin prick all the way to the back of her throat, almost gagging.
Automatically her mind measured this cock against Merton's. This one was longer, a bit thinner, and the texture of the skin was slightly smoother. Her compressed lips began sucking strongly, pulling on the flesh, making the rock-like staff even harder. The swollen, slippery head began rubbing back and forth against her tongue, pressing lightly against the top of her mouth, and Becky realized she loved the sensation. Her head bobbed up and down as her tongue continued rubbing the underside.
Felice's mouth slipped right over Buddy's aching cock. She was also making mental comparisons. She found Buddy's cock longer and a lot thicker, and just as hard as Benny's. Her tongue began working furiously the thick prick. Buddy's cock had a slightly different taste from that of her husband. She found it more difficult to compress her lips around Buddy's thicker shaft. She was going to win. Somehow or other, deep down, she knew she was going to win.
Her tightly closed lips rubbed along the full length of the meaty shaft. She felt it quiver and vibrate with burning heat, twitching against her tongue, adding to her pleasure and making her realize it was her mouth causing the sensations coursing through the thick, wonderful cock.
Buddy was sighing, his voice louder than those of the other two being fellated, and she knew she was getting all the way to him. Eagerly now, she sucked the pistoning prick in her mouth, feeling it shift from one cheek to the other. Her tongue licked furiously, reaching all the way out and trying to tickle his balls each time her head moved forward. Her nose rubbed his pelvis each time she shoved her face toward him.
Misty immediately knew she was dealing with a formidable cock. Ernie's prick was like her brother's, only it was considerably thicker and longer. Even the musky odor was like Ira's, and so she gave the thick prick her best. Her tongue snaked out and licked strongly around the purpling head. Each touch of her tongue made it twitch and bounce, and so she licked again and again, enjoying the way his cock jerked back and forth each time.
Then she opened her lips and swallowed in the flaring head. She sucked it into her mouth. She compressed her lips tightly around his cock and felt it swell even more thickly. Finally she eased her hold on the cock, and it slid the rest of the way into her mouth.
Although Ernie's cock was longer than Ira's, and a lot thicker, Misty took this chewy cockhead all the way into her gullet. Her tongue continued rubbing Ernie's balls.
Again and again he slammed his solid cock into her hungering mouth, ramming the seething head against the back of her throat. At one point Misty thought she could actually hear his prickhead go "thud" each time it touched the back of her throat.
Again and again her head pulled halfway back and then thundered forward, completely enveloping the hot prick.
Had she been sucking Ira's cock, Misty was certain she would have had him shooting his spunk, already. But this was a strange cock, not quite used to her oral techniques, which meant she would have to work all the harder.
To Ernie, his universe seemed to suddenly erupt as his thick cock felt Misty's lip massage. The feel of different lips and a different tongue made him writhe in blissful agony. That urgent longing in his cock needed satisfaction. He shuddered and shook as her lashing tongue washed across his cockhead.