New Game in Town Ch. 06

This story series is written from a male point-of-view using a third-person narrative style to expand my writing repertoire. The series theme began being about my husband's experience with a massage therapist but has evolved to include group encounters by both of us with the woman, her husband, their niece, and eventually a Swingers Club.

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New Game in Town - Chapter 06 - Cindy and Barbie entertain Jack while Sandy meets her lover.

To demonstrate how open our marriage had become, my husband had this night of sex with these two women while I spent the same night in a hotel with a twenty-three year old lover. I wrote about my activities in "The Biker - Chapters 4 & 5."

In order to write about scenes and sex that I did not witness, I collaborated my husband's account of this experience by interviewing his two sex partners. I had group-sex with them prior to the encounter described in this chapter. Once they learned the purpose of my interview was to write an erotic story about them, they were surprisingly candid.

As a result, I am able to give a fair accounting of the women's thoughts about and reactions to having sex with my husband. I have written a moment-by-moment description of sex acts from the viewpoint of both male and female participants. I tell of a later encounter entirely from the blindfolded female's viewpoint.

With this episode, I hope to explain how an old, fat man can have younger women eager for his attention. He shows focused attention to seducing them; he exquisitely tunes foreplay to their pleasure and excitement; and he delivers profound satisfaction before taking his own gratification.

By the time I am writing this chapter, Barbie has created a Literotica account and is following my writings. I've urged her not to disclose real life information.

© SandraMustard 2015

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Sandy had a chance encounter with her biker friend, Lance, that led to her first intercourse with him, taking place in an outdoor conservatory. He was inexperienced and ejaculated rather quickly, which left Sandy unsatisfied. Lance begged her to teach him how to be a better lover. She had some misgivings about becoming involved with a man forty years younger than her but ultimately decided to see what she could accomplish for his benefit and sheer wildness on her part.

Sandy had been in contact with her young lover over a two-week period, wanting to arrange a nightlong encounter in a more traditional setting. They agreed upon having dinner and then renting a hotel room. The final arrangement required selecting a date of convenience around both of their work schedules.

Meanwhile, Dave and Cindy invited Jack and Sandy to their place for another private swapping session only a few days in advance. When the planned swapping date became the best opportunity for Sandy to spend the night with her young biker, she backed out of the swapping arrangement. Graciously, Cindy offered to engage Jack in a night of similar debauchery. Thus began the coincidence of a husband and wife simultaneously preparing for sex with separate partners in different locations.

Jack reflected on the oddity of the situation as he drew in a lungful of pungent smoke and held it. In about an hour, he would be having sex with a younger woman, and possibly with her niece who was less than half his age. For years, he couldn't get his cock hard for intercourse with any consistency, slightly better in recent months after the introduction of a variety of new partners. Would he get it up tonight? Smoking pot usually made him horny and helped him respond to sexual stimulations.

Sitting on his front porch behind a wall of shrubbery, his exhale sent a bluish cloud swirling away to be pulled by the sea breeze into the dusky sky. He relit the bowl for another toke. Sandy had a different problem to worry about with her partner that she would meet at about the same time. The biker was so ready to go, he often finished before she started.

Jack and Sandy had traded the familiar comfort of their aging sex lives for the complicated demands of youthful expectations. Desire can be a cruel master, sometimes urging one's submissive libido toward unattainable acts. Jack acknowledged his personal limitations but intended to make the most of opportunities that came his way.

Jack put away his stuff and went back inside to say goodbye. He found Sandy drying her hair with a blow dryer. Bent over naked to dangle her tresses, her clamshell vulva presented a familiar target. He dropped his shorts and shuffled up behind her, crouching slightly until his cock pressed against her slit.

Sandy yipped in surprise then immediately pushed back against her husband while continuing to wave the hair dryer. Jack felt his cock begin to stiffen, his glans lifting firmly against her clit. They both felt desire rising for their lifelong companion; another minute of play and they might throw plans to the side and fuck each other.

Sandy straightened up. "Darlin', you make me want you so bad."

Jack put an arm across her chest, anchored with a handful of breast, while sliding his other hand down into her labial folds. Her nipple poked into palm, her vagina moistened. Her head twisted around to meet his kiss over her shoulder with an eager mouth. Jack had half a mind to bend her over the sink counter and claim his domain but released his willing wife.

"I'm glad I can win you over that easily, but it wouldn't be fair to disappoint Lance. It really turns me on to think of his cock giving you hours of sex. I want to watch you two sometime."

"He's an exhibitionist but still young. He's a little nervous about you, but I think it'll happen someday."

"Well, I'm gonna head over to see Cindy. Have fun, Babe. See you in the morning."

Jack stopped at his dresser to splash on some cologne and grabbed four condoms. Yeah, four was optimistic, but he didn't want to miss any chance for lack of coverage.

Cindy and Dave rented in the same complex, a five-minute walk away. Dave answered his knock and welcomed him in. "What's up, old man?"

"My dick. Gonna give your old lady a hard time with it."

"Sandy's playing with the big kid tonight, huh?"

"Yep. I guess she wasn't interested in your limp dick."

"Limp because I've played more holes than a golf-pro lately."

They both laughed heartily at the other's locker-room bravado as they wandered into the kitchen. Dave grabbed a beer from the refrigerator and handed it to Jack. Between gulps of brew, they talked about the recent swinger party and the rookie's thoughts on the experience. When the conversation hit a lull, Dave checked his wristwatch.

"Cindy's in the bathroom, been primping for over an hour. Why don't you go check on her?"

Dave might have been unaware of what delayed his wife or he might have had instructions to send Jack into her boudoir. No matter what the initiative, the starting bell for sex had sounded.

Soundlessly entering the bathroom, Jack found Cindy applying lotion to her lower legs. Bent over with one foot on the tub rim, her vulva peeked from between her cheeks in a manner similar how he saw his wife a short time before. Shedding his clothes in the doorway, he pulled a condom from his pocket and dropped it on the vanity as he approached her. He had to adjust his hip level with bent knees so that his cock pressed between her cheeks just as his hands grabbed her hips.

Knocked off balance, her arms flew forward to catch herself before she felt her body held against stout legs. "Dave, you almost... Oh, Jack, I didn't hear you knock."

"I'm knocking on your backdoor now."

"Ummm, I guess you are."

She bent over again and reached a hand between her legs. Her fingers twiddled on his flaccid penis and tried to press the tip into her slit. His glans turned aside like a recalcitrant toddler from a spoonful of vegetables. Knowing Jack's history of erectile dysfunction, she was not insulted by his lack of excitement in her naked presence or concerned about performance problems ahead.

Jack thought she wasn't wet enough; neither was he hard enough, so he pulled her upright. With all night to fuck, he wasn't in a particular hurry. Guiding her over to the vanity cabinet, he turned her to face him and urged her to sit on the countertop between the two sinks.

Because her nudity and playful touching didn't cause tumescence, she sensed that Jack needed to meet some resistance to arouse him for sex. She refused to comply.

"Are you playing hard to get?"

"What makes you think you can waltz into my bathroom, pull my legs open, and put your dick in me?"

"Well, because you're going to beg me to pretty soon anyway."

His boldness stifled her retort. When she realized his eyes were staring unblinking into hers, they took hypnotic hold of her attention. His head leaned in and his lips softly brushed hers. He stayed close to her face, refusing to back away. She drew backwards until she could focus on his eyes again. Feeling his intense gaze piercing through to her soul, his will took control of hers.

Jack slowly followed Cindy leaning backward until her hands griped the vanity counter for balance and her body could bend no more. Her mons pushed outward, becoming the first point his body contacted; his penis lightly touched her skin and rubbed through her pubic hair. His torso swayed millimeters above her breasts, chest hairs tickling her stiffening nipples.

His head drifted around to the side of hers, his breath puffing on her ear. Her nose detected his cologne and she drank deeply of the sweet scent. A tingle started at the back of her neck and shivered all the way down to her toes.

"Cindy, you are naked, exposed, helpless. I can feel the heat of your skin. Your body wants to be closer to me, to touch me."

As if pulled by a physical force, her hips reached forward, her chest expanded upward, and her neck stretched toward his mouth. She felt and heard her own heartbeat thumping in anticipation.

His thighs settled on hers; his cock poked firmly below her belly; his chest pressed against her breasts. He bowed his head to stitch light kisses out across her shoulder and back up her neck.

"Woman, your body excites me. Youthful beauty can be cold as stone inside. The allure of your hot passion promises a man pleasure beyond sight." His lips kissed her ear and he sighed softly. "I've tasted your treats before and they were heavenly. I want to feast on the delicacies of your sex tonight."

His deep voice resonated to her core where it stirred passion's warm glow until it spread to her sex. His words awakened desires for bonding with a man mentally as well as physically. Cindy longed to be taken into his arms a heartbeat before she felt his hands on her back pulling her upward against his chest. Her arms reached over his shoulders and folded behind his head.

Jack kissed his way across her cheek to her waiting lips. Her tongue surged into his mouth to dance with his and her body melted against his. As their kiss became energetic, his physical desire stirred. He twisted his hips to drag his swelling member against her and felt her press back.

Cindy felt his fingers sliding their way down her arms, across her hips, circling over her butt, and up her back returning to her shoulders. He repeated the swirling caresses several times, drawing goose pimples and an involuntary shiver. When one of his hands diverted over her groin and across her labia, her legs opened for the next pass that didn't come.

Jack broke his kiss away from her mouth and moved to her chin. Another slide brought his lips to the soft underside of her jaw, willingly offered when her head tilted back. Stop by stop, he worked down her throat and chest until he forcefully sucked her nipple into his mouth.

"Ahhh," Cindy sighed as she cradled his head and watched his bearded face suckle her bosom. Her breathing began to pant with pleasure. When his mouth pulled away, she was distressed until she realized his kisses had continued a relentless march down her body. Waiting for him to reach her sex was exquisite torture.

Her legs opened in welcome as his head approached. To torment her desire, he lingered longer at each step. From the top of her labial cleft, his mouth drifted over her clitoris but paused unmoving. He saw her legs tremble, smelled her arousal, and saw her labia spreading open.

His breath was tickling her sensitive nub. Why didn't he move? Her brain was screaming, 'Lick me!' In a sudden move, his mouth plunged down and his tongue punched her jewel. His hands slid under her thighs and lifted just as she arched her pelvis to grind against his mouth. Her body floated up onto the vanity while his head pushed her back until her shoulders jarred into the wall mirror. His mouth pushed aside her labia, his lips slid under the clitoral hood, and his teeth clamped around the swelling dome.

"Oh God!" she cried out as shockwaves of pleasure fired from every nerve between her legs. She squirmed uncontrollably under his oral onslaught. When her first orgasm hit, she grabbed handfuls of his long hair to hold him against her sex.

Jack allowed her to coast down from her sexual high until she shuddered. Lifting her legs onto his shoulders, his arms reached around them so his fingers could pull her labia apart. He used his tongue to brush soothing strokes across her clit. His puckered lips grabbed and pulled her sensitive flesh.

Cindy watched the talented man taking liberties with her body, ready to submit to any sexual act he chose to initiate. He was arousing her again with an ease and pace that astounded her. She could see the techniques he used that were sending bolts of electricity through her body to her brain. When his tongue slid through her slit, snaked deep into her vagina, and wiggled sharply, her orgasm went off like a bomb.

Jack felt her vagina convulse violently. Her legs squeezed his head, covering his ears, muffling her cries. He looked up at her facial contortions as he continued to probe her cavity. Her eyes squeezed closed, her head lolled to the side, and her mouth opened in an orgasmic oval. When her hips lifted up against his head, he slid his hands to the small of her back and supported her ass in the crook of his arms.

Just when she thought her orgasm had reached its apex, his mouth moved back to her clit. Pressing firmly and shaking rapidly, his lips, teeth, and tongue abused her clit. His attack ignited the second stage of her orgasm rocket. Her hands clutched his hair tightly as her head bent down and strained toward him; her lips grimaced over clenched teeth as spasming muscles forced a screeching wail from her lungs.

Jack rode her bucking hips like an experienced rodeo star, staying locked on her sex. Copious fluids flooded out on his chin and ran down his neck. He felt her body go limp. Her hands released his hair and her legs fell away. He held his mouth softly on her clit.

Cindy strained with every fiber in her body until sensations numbed into oblivion. She floated in a warm glow of bliss for unmeasurable time. When reality drifted back into her conscious thought, she wanted culmination.

"Jack, please fuck me."

Her closed eyes didn't see him smile about his conquest. He rose and put on the condom he had left on the vanity. Putting her legs on his shoulders, her vaginal opening gaped before his turgid tool. Leaning forward, he slid easily into her moist depths.

Cindy felt her vagina stretching to accommodate his thick cock filling her and she sighed. He was a comfortable and satisfying size. His fucking motion was smooth and deliberate, allowing her to enjoy the sensations he created inside her. It didn't take his patient pace long to build another orgasm for her, then another. The shift of his breathing and his facial expression told her he was finally chasing his own orgasm.

The sleeve of womanhood surrounding his cock took hold of his senses. Bathed by warmth, squeezed by soft pressure, his cock gliding in and out started the tingle in his gut that traveled up his spine. Excitement spread outward to his extremities. He pushed harder. His groin began to bang against her labia. His hips rocked faster; unable to hold back, his orgasm took control of his muscles.

Cindy watched Jack reach nirvana. She read the bliss on his face; felt his pulsing organ inside her body. She would gladly have let him take her bareback for the intimate experience she shares with only a few men, but she knew his choice to be covered at all times kept that special something for his wife only. What she accepted in its stead was lingering repose with his cock deep inside her.

"Well Sweetie, I sure got your A-game that time. I just knew you had that in you from the first time we talked at the pool."

"Thanks, Cindy. It took some real patience on your part."

"I've gained some insight about quality versus quantity over the years. Dave has always been a wonderful lover to measure other men by. You're right with him at the top of my list. I can imagine what Sandy has enjoyed all these years."

They shared a tender kiss and then Jack withdrew. Cindy moved quickly to kneel in front of him. "Allow me. This is my reward." She pulled his condom off and slowly washed away his semen with her tongue. When she had finished, she told him, "I wanted to show you how much I like your cum because it comes from inside you, the part of your excitement I get to keep."

She lifted her robe off a clothing hook behind the door, at the same time urging him out of the bathroom. Cindy paused to cover herself with the robe against the air-conditioned chill of the bedroom; Jack picked up his clothes and tossed them over a chair, preferring to remain naked in the coolness.

When she crawled onto the bed, he laid down next to her. She rolled onto her side, half her robe falling away to reveal her skin, nipple to toes. She placed a hand on his chest and her fingers drew circles on his hairy pectorals as they talked.

"So, you like the taste of cum?"

"Yes. Well, sort of, but you missed my point. I do swallow a fair amount of cum but I see a lot more of it that I don't swallow. I take pride in pleasing men; semen is the proof I accomplished my goal. In my line of work, the stuff is spurting everywhere. Your basic happy ending handjob - come on your belly is the most common. For bigger tips, I let them shoot it on my tits or face. I suck many regulars for the money and swallow for the right price.

"Then there are guys I want to suck or fuck. It's about my pleasure and no payment beyond a cum deposit is required. Because you're a special man, I'd like you to leave your sperm inside my vagina but I know you never will. It's really awesome the way you and Sandy honor each other while you play."

"Neither of us needs to worry about making babies and disease prevention is moot if we're doing oral. It's more a way to label our sex as recreational."

"That's what I mean. I really respect you for having that commitment."

Their conversation shifted to personal backgrounds with a high concentration on sexual experiences. They discovered a common interest in exhibitionism, which began with a mention of the first time that Jack saw Cindy expose herself at the pool. She was amused that he saw her intentions so clearly and enjoyed his recounting of similar swimsuit and up-shorts peeks he had given.

Dave wasn't shy about being seen naked but didn't purposely expose his cock as Jack did. On the other hand, he enjoyed watching Cindy do it and seeing the reactions of men who saw her. He wasn't fooled by Jack's nonchalance, even predicting he would make a move on Cindy.

Jack asked about her concerns for safety when she flashed without Dave around. Because she had sex with other men throughout her marriage, it wasn't an undesirable outcome. Jack spoke of usually standing guard for Sandy because she didn't want to go beyond flashing until recently. Jack admitted he had been propositioned by women as a result of his exposures but always declined sex.