Traffic Girl - Juliet Ch. 48

Author's Note: Let's wrap up this swinging good time! There's plenty of sex in the first half of the chapter, but stick around for some key plot developments on the back end. We're getting toward the culmination of this book, but don't worry -- there is a lot of fun left for our friends.

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"Oh my god, oh my god!" Juliet said, finally piercing the silence that had fallen over the bedroom. "Can you give me like two minutes because I have to find Melanie. Like, right now. Is that okay?"

Juliet was giddy. She hopped off the bed.

"Of course," Carly said. "Take some time to think about it. Talk to Melanie. I'll send over the script next week. But I really want to get this moving."

"I won't need long," Juliet said and disappeared out the door.

"Thank you," Carly said, turning to me.

"I really didn't do anything, but if someone has to take the credit? I'll jump on it," I said with a laugh.

"And thanks for the fuck," she said. "I hadn't had a good dick in a year."

"You're joking," I said incredulously.

"I'm not," she said. "It's been a drought."

"It didn't feel like a drought," I joked.

"I'm going to make a lap," Carly said. "This is a pretty sexy crowd you've put together here. I'm sure I'll find something interesting to watch."

"You might even find something interesting to do," I said with a smile.

Carly smiled back and walked out of the bedroom. I lay there for a couple minutes, recycling the scenes that had already unfolded over the course of the night. This had turned into one hell of a swingers party. I glanced at the clock on the nightstand. It wasn't even eleven o'clock. The party may not have even peaked yet. The coke next to the clock caught my eye. I set up a couple lines and snorted them, the rush washing over me and giving me a fresh feeling of confidence. I was ready for the long-haul, whatever the night may have had in store.

It would have a lot.

Freshly wired, I walked toward the staircase. Sounds from an open bedroom door drew my attention briefly. Jimmy, the Daydream star, was in there with Christy. Jimmy was notorious for his rough sex scenes, and Christy might have been the perfect partner for him. I watched them for maybe two minutes, and it was like a window into a porn production. Christy was vocal and compliant, begging Jimmy to be his most degrading to her. She let him smack his cock ferociously on her face. She taunted him for not slapping her harder, so he did. She squealed with delight. He violently fucked her throat, and she only asked for more. He slapped her tits, and she nearly had an orgasm while he choked her as he gagged her with his cock.

I strolled downstairs, and it was a feast for the eyes. The pairings and groupings had changed dramatically since Kat's anal tryst with Ryan and my unexpected threesome with Juliet and Carly. It was pretty clear that cocaine and molly were calling the shots now. In a chair near the bottom of the stairs, Katie slowly undulated on Petey's cock. Their fucking seemed secondary to Petey's eager attention sucking, biting, licking, and all manner of playing with Katie's tits. Just around the corner from them, Kelly was backed against the wall by Johnny. She had a leg up around his shoulder, and he pile-drived in and out of her pussy while keeping a strong hand firmly around her neck.

On a loveseat inside the great room, his muscular body barely able to squish onto it, Ryan lay on his back. In front of him kneeled Rita, who was about to snort a huge line of cocaine from his chiseled torso. He cupped her tits adoringly as she addressed the blow, and she playfully swatted them away. On an adjacent couch, Alix sat sandwiched between Vic and Bryce, stroking their cocks openly with each of her hands. Bryce kissed her neck, while Vic buried his face in Alix's prodigious tits, delighting in playing with her nipple piercings.

One surprise was seeing Jess and Carly deep in conversation with Jamie near the patio doors. Jess twirled a thick, pre-rolled joint in her hand. I watched them for a few moments, and then Carly gestured at the joint, and the three of them went outside to smoke it. I saw Nicole sitting on one of the counters in the kitchen, Patrick in front of her. I knew the look in Nicole's eyes. She was on the hunt for cock and wouldn't stop until she got it. When I walked past the kitchen, I realized she had already found it. Patrick's cock had pushed through the slit in the front of his toga, and Nicole was lovingly stroking it with both her hands. I couldn't get over his size. Ryan was an impressive cock, but Patrick had him beat in the length and girth departments. There would always be a lingering touch of jealousy when it came to Patrick because of that, although it helped that he had turned out to be a chill, cool dude.

Next to the kitchen, Kat caught my eye. She stood in a circle with Jason and Crystal. Her loving eyes lit up when she saw me.

"Daddy! Come here!" Kat said, beckoning me excitedly.

I joined them, and Kat pulled me into a passionate kiss, her tongue eagerly flicking against mine.

"Everybody having fun?" I said rhetorically.

"Uh, I think I'm managing," Crystal said, chewing gum as usual. Her tits were half out of her toga, and her eyes were lit up, surely from the obvious remnants of coke that ringed her nose.

"It's okay," Jason joked.

"So, daddy," Kat said, nude since she hadn't bothered to put clothes back on after her romp with Ryan. "We just took some molly, and we were saying it might be fun for the four of us to do a straight up swap. Like real swingers. What do you think?"

"That sounds like fun," I said, glancing at Jason, who was obviously into it. Crystal licked her lips as she smacked her gum. Her eyes were glued on me. "Let's do it."

"Yay!" Crystal said.

"Do you want some molly, daddy?" Kat said.

"That would be awesome," I said.

She passed me the tablet emblazoned with a smiley face that had its tongue sticking out. We went to the kitchen, where Nicole now splayed her legs on the counter, and Patrick was fucking her mercilessly with his monster sword. I snuck behind them to fill up glasses of Champagne for us.

"Brycey is going to cum so hard when he feels how used my pussy is," Nicole moaned. "I'll never say no to this huge dick."

"That's something I love about you sluts," Patrick grunted. "You want it and you take all of it."

He put a large hand around Nicole's delicate neck and squeezed hard. It made her cum. I washed down the molly with a swig of Champagne. Jason helped me carry the glasses to the girls, and I took the bottle. As we made our way upstairs, I passed Rita and Ryan again. He had obviously just done lines off her tits and was sucking on them to clean up. Aggressively clean up.

"Ah-ah, naughty boy," Rita admonished him. "You know the rule. Only get rid of the excess."

She saw me walking past and looked over her shoulder. She smiled and mouthed, "I love you." Ryan stood up and said, "You know I play by the rules!" He walked over to the kitchen, where he paused to watch Patrick impaling Nicole. Rita walked past him outside, searching out Jess.

"Come on, daddy," Kat urged me, pulling me along with her up the stairs.

The four of us found the bedroom I'd occupied until recently still empty. The girls told us to sit on the bed. Jason took the edge of the bed at the foot. I took the adjacent, longer side, but nearer the headboard. Kat closed the door behind us and shook her hair with her hand. She carried herself with an easy, comfortable manner. I expected her to walk to me, but instead she walked up behind Crystal. She tugged at the already loose tie of her toga, undoing it fully, and the wispy white fabric fell to the floor. Jason and I both kept our eyes riveted on his girlfriend's body. I admired her nipple and navel rings. It had been a long time since I thought about the blue infinity symbol tattooed below her right breast. The memory of the day when I'd taken her to get it rushed back. Crystal had come a long way.

"So, boys," Kat said, letting her hand caress Crystal's arm. "Crystal and I were talking and thought that, if we're going to make these swingers parties a regular thing, that we should have a real, honest-to-goodness swap."

"And Kat and I thought the four of us would be a really perfect way to do it," Crystal said, licking her lips. "Since we have such a really special connection."

"Are you both agreeable to this?" Kat asked.

She made clear she assumed what the answer would be by taking a couple small steps toward Jason.

"Fuck yeah," my best friend said.

Crystal looked at me expectantly, playing with the dangling navel ring, her dimples lighting up her smile. Fresh lip gloss shimmered on her lips.

"An incredible idea," I said. "This will be a lot of fun."

Crystal smiled even more widely and walked over to me quickly. She straddled my thighs and climbed on top of me, perching her dangling, slick pussy lips close to my proud, firm cock. I held my erection by the base with my left hand, then put downward pressure on Crystal's thigh with my right, encouraging her to impale herself.

"I've been wanting this," she said.

"Me, too," I said and moved my right hand behind her head to pull her in for a kiss as her thighs gave way to her desire.

"Fuck yes!" Crystal cried out, filling the room, as my cock bottomed out inside her with one smooth stroke.

She swished her hips in an infinity-symbol motion with such incredible ease and skill, I marveled at what a true whore she had become. She threw her head back in enjoyment and thrust her tits into my face. It would have been rude not to play with them. I sucked on her nipples, then gave them some light bites. It drove her crazy. She arched her back even higher, and I moved up higher and kissed her neck. We instantly had escalated this to a level of intensity that burned hot and bright.

"You're so fucking tight and wet," I told Crystal.

"I was just thinking about how you used to fuck me in my ex-husband's bed," she said, never slowing her rhythm. "I'm a slut because that's what you made me, and every time I fuck you, I want to thank you properly for what you've done for me."

"Good girl," I said and attacked her tits again with my mouth.

At the top of the bed, Kat and Jason were moving more slowly. It was understandable, given that they had never been together much -- and always within the context of Kat being an escort, even when I had brought her over to his house as a punishment. But I could tell Kat really wanted to set a tone that our life with a swingers group was distinctly different from the sexual experimentation we had engaged in previously. Most of that had been indulgent hedonism, taking whatever came our way and felt good. Or it revolved around the Infinity parties and its often delicious recklessness.

This new era we were establishing was controlled; it was conscientious. We were still interested in maximizing our fun and experimentation, but we approached it purposefully now. I think our exposure to Hollywood had something to do with that. It was like frolicking in the most sumptuous garden behind the highest walls. If you could get past the gate? You could openly do whatever you wanted. We were playing in our new garden at the same time we had just put up new walls. Behind them? There were a lot of new experiments happening.

So it was fun to see Kat and Jason tentatively approaching each other. Jason was a lover. He didn't have an indecent bone in his body. Kat knew it, but she also knew Jason well. She was very familiar with his turn-ons, and she was perhaps the most astute girl ever at using a man's predilections to her advantage.

They had started with some slow kisses, just getting familiar with the foreign notion of touching each other sexually. But as Crystal and I started hot and burned toward incandescent, it rubbed off on them. Kat found her groove as she stroked Jason to hardness. Jason teased Kat's pierced nipples, and it made her feel dirty, more open. She opened up, stoking my best friend's biggest fetishes.

"You know I took that guy Ryan's big cock up my ass earlier," she said to him.

"I heard," Jason said, eagerly and haphazardly kissing Kat's neck and breasts.

"He shot such a huge load inside me," she continued. "It's been leaking out of me all night. It literally hasn't stopped, and I can tell there's so much more coming."

"Really?" Jason said, his voice showing a new type of life.

"His dick is massive, but I think his loads of cum are even bigger!" Kat said, encouraging him.

Everyone in the room knew what was coming next. The excitement in Jason's voice made his words crack.

"Can I go down on you?" he asked.

Kitty Kat pounced.

"Are you going to be my dirty clean up boy, Jason?" she said in that saccharine-sweet voice.

"Fuck yeah," Jason said.

He slipped off the mattress, quickly kneeling on the floor and with surprising confidence pulled Kat toward the edge of the bed, too. Her legs hung over Jason's shoulders, snaking around him. She leaned far back, lifting her ass almost imperceptibly, but it exposed her holes to Jason's waiting and eager tongue. He started at her clit, warming her up, but eagerly moved to her ass almost immediately. Kat gasped as he dove in, giving her the ass-eating of a lifetime.

"Oh, hell yeah, that's good," Kat sighed. "I love that greedy tongue. Go find the rest of Ryan's cum, my good boy."

By this time, I was lying flat on my back, letting Crystal ride me. I alternated between rubbing her clit, which was slick and swollen, and running my hands up her flat, firm stomach so I could play with her tits. The more Kat moaned under Jason's oral attention, the harder and more desperately Crystal fucked me. It dawned on me that they were using us to spur on their own sexual highs, and it was a great feeling. This was how it was supposed to work, I thought to myself. But with her next words, Kat seemed to be reading my mind.

"God, daddy," she moaned and reached out for me. "I love having a soft tongue clean me up after a hard fuck. I'm going to cum so hard."

"This seems like the best way for us to have our cake and eat it, too," I said. "And I love cake."

I laughed and smacked Crystal's ass hard, which only made her moan harder. My confidence peaked, and I felt powerful. I felt like I wanted to take control. So I grabbed Crystal by her hips and rolled her over. Now she was on her back, her head mostly hanging over the side of the bed, and she spread her legs wide for me. I pounded my cock in and out of her, my ass flexing as I drove as deeply as I could inside her. Crystal's pussy squelched under my thrusts, and her nails scratched at my back, trying to pull me even further inside her.

"I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" Kat cried out, and this spurred Crystal to moan even more. "Fuck, you have such a great mouth!"

Crystal wasn't about to be outdone. Just on the heels of Kat's orgasm, she exploded herself, screaming at an octave that might have scraped the paint off the walls. Jason hadn't backed off Kat, however, and made her cum again with his tongue.

"Fuck! Fuck, Jason!" Kat moaned. "Stick it in me. I want that dick. Please!"

As I kept pumping away in Crystal, never relenting in my greedy fucking of her, Jason entered Kat between her spread legs. She held herself so far open that her feet almost touched Crystal's head. I noticed with a touch of arrogant pride that Kat's enthusiasm for Jason's cock wasn't nearly at the same level as her exhortations for his tongue. He probably thought the same with me fucking his girlfriend. But it was fun all the same.

We fucked in tandem for several minutes. Crystal came again. Kat urged Jason on. And then Crystal wanted something more.

"I want to taste Kat off your dick, honey," she told Jason.

Jason just smiled. He pulled out of Kat and took the two steps over to Crystal, whose head still hung over the edge of the bed. She opened her mouth for me, and he shoved his cock down her throat. She took it all without blinking, letting him resume his fucking motion in a new hole. He pulled out just long enough for Crystal to express her appreciation.

"You taste so good," she said, then went back to work.

Kat used the opportunity to roll over toward the nightstand, where she jabbed a spoon deep into the snuff case of cocaine. She took two healthy bumps, then reloaded the spoon and crawled over to me.

"Here, daddy," she said. "This should push you over the edge. Give Crystal that creampie you know she wants. I bet Jason wants it just as badly."

"Fuck," I said just before I sniffed the alluring powder.

"Look at how soaked I am," Kat said before crawling away. She dipped two fingers into her cunt. They dripped with her juices. "See? And I taste so good." She lewdly licked them clean, then beckoned Jason again. "I know you want to cum in my pussy, J. So come on and do it."

Kat's sexy interlude had put me on the brink. Crystal's tight pussy helped with that. Jason pulled out of his girlfriend's mouth and plunged back into Kat's pussy.

"I'm close," he said.

"Do it," Kat said.

It was a small point, but my pride wouldn't let me cum first. I waited until Jason did. He pulled out and shot his load all over Kat's pussy lips, coating them and watching with satisfaction as it dripped down to her asshole. I watched as Kat dropped her fingers into the sticking mess, spreading the thick sperm around her pussy lips. She looked over at me and saw how close I was to cumming. She locked her eyes on mine and licked her fingers clean again, this time of their commingled juices. With a distinctive grunt, I unloaded my cum into Crystal.

"God, I love feeling you shoot into my cervix," she said with a happy sigh.

Then we were distracted by Kat again.

"You are a naughty clean up boy!" she exclaimed as Jason enthusiastically went down on her, licking up his own cum.

He worked quickly, and the reason for that became quickly evident. As soon as I pulled out of Crystal, she rolled over and swung her legs around. She presented herself, fully splayed for him.

"I have more for you, baby," she said.

Kat looked over at me and glanced toward the door. I picked up her signal, and we quietly excused ourselves. In the hallway, Kat pressed her body against mine and kissed me.

"That was super sexy," she said. "Something totally different than we've ever done before, really."

"I felt like we were real swingers," I said.

"We are, daddy," Kat said, and kissed me.

Her kiss felt so good. We made out for a few minutes, just reveling in our reconnection and, at least for me, savoring that we had pushed out sexual boundaries in a new way together. In total lockstep with one another, enhancing our desires perfectly as we made our fantasies come true. When we broke the embrace and headed toward the stairs, we stopped by the bedroom where Jimmy and Christy were still going at it.

"Wow," Kat said, catching her first glimpse of their violent fucking. There was no other word for it.

Christy was on her hands and knees, her feet dangling off the edge of the bed. Her hands were tied behind her back. She was thrashing her body around as Jimmy gave her a vicious ass fucking.

"Make me gape, motherfucker!" Christy screamed.

"You're a dumb whore," Jimmy spat.

"Dumb enough to let you give it to me how you like!" Christy shot back. "Harder! Make me shit blood!"

"I'm gonna make you shit cum!" Jimmy said and brought his hand down on her ass with such force, I thought he might have broken skin.

"Is that all you've got?" Christy taunted.

But then she broke into loud screams.

"Holy fuck!" she cried. "You're making me cum again! How are you doing this to me? Oh, god! I think I love you!"

Kat lightly tugged on my hand. I wasn't sure if she was uncomfortable stealing this intensely intimate moment between them, or she just wanted to get downstairs.