As the girls stood up finally, Sheila grabbed Brad's half-limp cock and gave it a playful squeeze.
"We'll have to do something about that, won't we, Cindy?" Sheila teased.
"Don't worry, baby, I'll be ready any time you are," Brad shot back.
"Okay, super-stud, you'll get your chance," Sheila said as she took Brad's nearly empty brandy glass and sipped the rich liquor.
"I could use a shower," Cindy sighed. "Why don't we all take one together and then we can start all over again?"
"Great idea," Brad agreed enthusiastically.
They all crowded into the shower together and Brad turned on the water. Soon Sheila and Cindy were soaping him up, and he responded by lathering their bodies, paying special attention to their glistening tits and their cunt hair. Cindy spread her legs wide apart and let Brad soap her ass crack and her cunt with his hands.
"Umm, feels good," she purred.
Meanwhile, Sheila soaped up his cock and washed it off. Finally they stepped out of the shower and dried off.
Brad's cock was good and hard again as they strolled back into the bedroom. Now it was his turn to take the lead. He took Cindy in his arms and pulled her close to him. Her warm skin felt good against his hard prick as their mouths crushed together. Instantly her tongue was in his mouth, probing, licking and exploring. Brad clutched her little asscheeks and squeezed the supple flesh.
Then Brad felt his wife's naked body pressing against his back. She kissed the back of his neck and ground her hairy cunt against his ass. Her tits felt soft against his hard back.
Still clinging together, the three of them fell onto the bed. Brad sucked one of Cindy's tits into his mouth. Their passions were mounting again as they pressed their naked bodies together. While Brad sucked on Cindy's nipple, Sheila kissed her on the lips. Then, with the girls lying side by side, Brad began fingering their cunts as they kissed each other.
Brad went down on Cindy first. She opened her legs, giving him easy access to her dripping snatch. Brad buried his face in Cindy's twat while he jammed his finger into his wife's hot cunt. Sheila wiggled her ass against the sheet as Brad stroked the walls of her slick cunt with his finger.
Cindy gasped as Brad's stiff tongue found her clit. The burning sensation in her cunt was driving her wild as Brad sucked at the core of her sex. She pumped her hips as Brad worked at her delicious twat. Brad's tongue set her aflame, but she had to have more than just a tongue-fucking.
"Brad, fuck me! I wanted your cock!" Cindy cried.
Without hesitating, Brad lay on his back and guided Cindy over his crotch. She moaned as she lowered her cunt to his waiting cock and felt herself impaled on his rigid tool. She trembled as his big cock stretched her cunt walls and filled her completely.
Spasms of joy rippled through Cindy's cunt as she worked his cock deeper and deeper into her eager slot.
As Sheila watched Brad's cock slide into Cindy's pussy, Brad reached out and pulled his horny wife aver his face. Sheila willingly positioned her snatch over Brad's mouth. She was facing Cindy and could watch as Brad rammed his cock into the delicate girl's body.
While Brad speared her cunt with his tongue, Sheila leaned forward and kissed Cindy's tits. Soon the two girls were sliding their tongues in and out of each other's mouths while Brad took, care of their cunts.
As Brad began to jab his cock into Cindy with greater fury, Sheila bent all the way over and licked at his shaft each time it emerged from Cindy's twat. Then Sheila licked at Cindy's clit as Brad's cock slid back and forth past her wet lips.
The room was filled with the sounds of their orgy. Cindy was panting and moaning as she felt Brad's big cock fuck her cunt. Their bodies heaved and pound together as they raced toward their orgasms, each blinded to everything except their sexual gratification.
Cindy screamed as Brad speared her tender cunt with his prick and Sheila licked at her quivering clit. Sparks ripped through Cindy as Brad drilled his cock into her. Then Cindy felt Brad shoot his hot stream of cum into her cunt and she climaxed with him, her cunt burning with sheer pleasure.
Brad sucked at his wife's clit as he emptied his load into Cindy and he felt Sheila's cunt shudder with her orgasm. Sheila kept licking at Cindy's clit, and then eagerly lapped up some of Brad's cum as it trickled out of the girl's cunt.
Exhausted, they disengaged their bodies and lay side by side on the bed. One by one, they drifted off to sleep, their orgasms still warming their bodies.
CHAPTER FIVE
Sheila had enjoyed the three-way session with Cindy, but it was men that really turned her on. Making it with another woman was fine for a change of pace, but what Sheila really craved was the excitement of a man's touch and the matchless bliss that engulfed her when he fucked his cock into her cunt.
It had been more than a month since Brad and Sheila had joined in the threesome with Cindy, and Sheila was beginning to feel her desire for a new sexual adventure building up. So she was more than delighted when Brad thought up a swapping proposal with a new twist.
"How'd you like to combine a little business with pleasure?" he asked as he set down his briefcase and loosened his tie one evening.
"Business with pleasure – sounds interesting," Sheila replied as she poured them a couple of martinis on the rocks from a large pitcher. "What's it all about?"
"Well, first of all, I'm not really sure that's what it adds up to, but if I've got it figured right, it could be a bigger deal than my promotion. I've been trying to land this big client for the trust department, and if I get him, I could be headed for the top."
"Who's this Mr. Big and where does the pleasure part come in?" Sheila asked.
"His name is Todd Harrison, and he's the investment advisor for some of the richest families in town. A million bucks is peanuts to him. Anyway, he tells half of the bluenoses in the city what to buy and sell in the stock market and real estate, even sets them up with Swiss bank accounts."
"I got word a while back that he wasn't too happy with the New York bank that handles the transactions for him. Seems they were trying to cut him out. Sort of make him look like an unnecessary middle man," Brad explained. "I've given him the pitch on what a great outfit First Union is and the whole bit. I know he's checked the bank and me out completely, and I think he's about ready to switch his business over to us, but he isn't quite ready to sign on the dotted line," Brad went on.
"That's where the pleasure comes in. I think he and his wife are swingers. He invited us to have dinner with them Saturday evening. They've got a mansion in some secluded place about forty miles out of town. I can't be positive, but I think they want to see if we'd like to have some fun. How does it sound?"
"Honey, it sounds fantastic. I mean all the money and the big deal and all that, but you left out one important detail."
"Like what?" Brad replied.
"Like what this Harry J. what ever his name is looks like. Some of these fat cats can be pretty fat and damned ugly."
"J. Todd Harrison," Brad corrected her. "You're in luck. He's a little taller than I am. About forty-five. He's a physical fitness nut. Plays tennis all year round. Not an ounce of fat on him."
Sheila's face brightened. "Sounds better all the time," she smiled.
"In fact," Brad added, "I may be the one who's got his work cut out for him. I've never seen his wife. Maybe she's the one who's fat and ugly. Could be that's why he keeps her forty miles out of town."
When Todd and Ellen Harrison greeted the Tomlins' at the door the following Saturday evening, both Brad and Sheila knew instantly what their hosts had in mind.
Ellen Harrison was a couple of years younger than her husband, but she could have easily passed for a woman around thirty. Her features were fine and almost aristocratic. She was wearing a backless evening gown that clung to her exquisite figure like a glove. The snug material pushed her ample tits high on her chest and the neckline plunged to just above her nipples. The floor-length dress was slit up the front about three-quarters of the way to her cunt.