AdultMatchMaker
AdultMatchMaker
A NICE LITTLE ORGY
It was Saturday night, my favorite night of the week, and as usual, my wife Laura and I were swinging. We had invited over five of our favorite couples for fun and games. After an hour or so of chatting over cocktails, we got down to business.
We decided to start off with a round of blowjobs. To make it interesting, we men all put twenty dollars into the pot. Whoever lasted the longest would win the money. The women wrote their names on slips of paper and put them in a bowl. I drew Margie, my buddy Mike's wife. A slightly chubby redhead with fantastic tits, she was probably the most skillful cocksucker in our little group. When I saw her name on that slip of paper, I kissed my twenty dollars goodbye. She could finish any man off before he knew what hit him.
Laura and I had furnished our spacious livingroom with swinging in mind. Three identical couches had been arranged like the letter "C" in front of the big-screen TV. For parties only, a queen-sized mattress with fresh sheets was always placed between the couches. The men took their places on the couches - two to a couch - and the women went to their knees in front of us. Margie's soft, warm mouth closed on my throbbing cock. Laura's partner was Roy, a well-built farmer with a plump cock. I watched as her pretty head bobbed up and down in Roy's lap. The smiling man caught my eye and gave me a wink.
The hot porno tape playing on the TV was mostly ignored. After all, why watch porno when you have the real thing right in front of you? There is nothing more pleasing to my eye than the sight of a pretty woman down on her knees sucking a man's dick. As far as I am concerned, nothing is sexier. Six pretty women down on their knees was almost too much of a good thing. I hardly knew what to watch. My eyes darted from one couple to another.
To distract me from the sensuous blowjob I was getting from Margie, I decided to try to pick the order of finish. I studied my friend's faces for clues as to how far along they were. I made my selections and put myself in fourth place. I have respectable control but I was no match for Margie. With my goal in mind, I tried to relax and enjoy what was happening.
Twenty minutes or so passed. The smiles on the men's faces were replaced with frowns of concentration. Eyes began to close lest the erotic sights trigger orgasms. The men's chests rose and fell more rapidly. The sound of heavy breathing could be heard above the soft background music.
Not surprisingly, my friend Mark was the first to cum. He has a reputation for cumming too quickly on the first round, but after that he can hold his own against any man. He cursed, moaned and filled his partner Lori's mouth with his essence. I was pleased with myself for picking him to finish first. My second choice was also correct as my wife's partner Roy shot off. Laura gagged a little but finished him off like a pro.
Just as I had expected, Wayne fed his partner a load next. I couldn't suppress a giggle when I thought, "Why can't I pick them like this at the track?" I had picked myself to finish fourth so, by rights, I should have cum then, but I was still holding my own, even though Margie was giving me an expert blowjob. Her husband Mike was still in the running, and she wanted him to win the contest. Consequently, she was lavishing attention on my cock in a determined effort to make me cum.
Jack blew his load next and then it was down to Mike and I. I tried to distract myself with gloomy thoughts. It took some of the pleasure out of the blowjob, but I was determined to win the contest. I thought about how my promising Internet stock had become worthless. I reminisced about my team's loss in the Super Bowl. Hearing a loud groan, I opened my eyes to see Mike writhing in his seat and his partner's cheeks bulging with his load. "I WIN!" I shouted. But it was only by a nose. Just as Mike was coming down from his orgasm, I shot so much love juice into Margie's mouth that she had difficulty getting it down.
After a brief pause for refreshments, it was payback time. As I knelt between Margie's silky thighs, the impatient woman grabbed my hair and pulled my head down onto her neatly trimmed twat. I rubbed my nose in the silky-soft hair and breathed in the exotic scent of sandalwood. I teased her clit with my nose for awhile before putting my tongue to work. I swirled the tip around the little nub in circles, first clockwise, then counterclockwise. "Don't you dare stop, you son-of-a-bitch," Margie hissed.
Men generally don't make much of a fuss when they cum. They may moan and groan a little, but they don't carry on the way women do. When a woman cums, she wants the whole world to know it, and I love that about them! As we men tongued their pussies, their moans of ecstasy grew louder and louder until it sounded as though they were singing in harmony. When Laura shrieked that she was cumming, it set off an avalanche of orgasms. Margie locked her firm thighs around my head and humped my mouth. Warm fluids trickled from her snatch and ran down my chin. I breathed a sigh of relief when she fell back limp. I had made it through her orgasm without a bruise or scratch.
After another break for refreshments, we drew new partners from the name bowl. My date was my buddy Roy's wife Helen. A sexy blond with small tits, an angelic ass, and flawless legs, she was one of my favorite pieces of ass. If you choose to compare women to cars, she was a Cadillac. I put her on her back on the mattress, kissed her pussy, and then slid my eight-inch cock into her tight honey-pot.
Two other couples shared the mattress while the remaining three couples used the couches. I glanced to my left and saw Laura on her back with her ankles over Jack's shoulders. He was using his thick cock on her the way a skilled craftsman uses a tool. Hoping to learn something, I watched intently. All around me, cocks were sliding into pussies. I noticed that each member of our little sewing circle had his or her own style of fucking.
Helen locked her legs around mine and thrust her flat belly up against me. The long nipples on her small, perky tits dug into my hairy chest. She moaned as I sucked on her earlobe. Once again, the women's moans gradually increased in intensity. Helen cooed softly into my ear. I knew from past experience that she wasn't quick on the trigger. I would have to put forth my very best effort to make her cum. I dug my toes into the mattress and pushed up hard to put as much pressure on her clit as possible. "Oh, yes, that's it, do it again," Helen sighed. The women's moans grew louder until they drowned out the soft background music. Then we all started to cum.
Helen and I went off together in a picture-perfect ending. She shrieked in my ear as I shot my load into her quivering cunt. I glanced over at my wife who was howling and clawing Jack's ass. It was clear by the ecstatic look on his face that he was planting his seed deep in my wife's pussy. The musky odor of fresh semen filled the room as six cocks erupted. When it was all over, we lay gasping for air like fish out of water.
"Did everyone cum?" Laura asked. Everyone acknowledged that they had. "Wow, we are really getting good at fucking, aren't we?" Laura said with a giggle. But that wasn't the end of the party by any means. Before the night was over, I managed to fuck Jack's wife Pat and Mark's wife Wendy in their pussies and Wayne's wife Lori in the ass. It was a nice little orgy!
