Traffic Girl - Juliet Ch. 48

"Let's go smoke," she said. "I need to take the edge off. This has been quite a night already."

"I like doing this with you," I said.

"What?" she said.

"Swinging," I said. "Really exploring the depths of all this. Whatever it is. I think we're still trying to figure it out."

"It has been fun," she said. "But... daddy? I kind of miss you, too."

"I know, Kitty Kat," I said as we walked downstairs.

"I want your dick soon, okay?" she said.

"Okay, baby," I told her.

Downstairs, the party showed no signs of letting up, and I was glad to see it because the molly Kat and I had taken before our swap with Jason and Crystal was really starting to kick in. When we arrived in the living room, there wasn't a shred of clothing to be seen. There were, however, numerous bodies intertwined in ways that could only mean everyone was having a good time.

"My god, daddy, would you look at this?" Kat said as we reached the bottom of the stairs. "Everyone is having so much fun."

I scanned the room, and it was interesting that most of the couples had gravitated back toward each other, just with different partners. It was quite similar to what Kat and I had just finished. For example, on the couch nearest us, Bryce was happily being ridden by Cecily, while next to them Nicole choked on Ryan's huge cock. Nearby, Jamie bent over Alix on the front cushion of an armchair, while Bianka and Kelly were bent over the back. Petey was behind them, alternating strokes between their pussies. The position let Alix and Bianka make out, much to Jamie's delight.

Then we spotted Rita and Katie over at the bar. Rita was bent over a mirror, parceling out a significant number of beautiful, long lines. Katie watched, looking wired, and rubbed her nose like she had just finished indulging in her favorite habit. We walked over to them, and Katie gave me a big kiss. I could taste the bitter drip in her mouth.

"Sorry, I still have cum on my tits," Katie said, her speech cocaine fast. "I think Petey is obsessed with them."

I laughed and said, "Petey isn't the only one."

When Rita heard us, she looked up and smiled. Kat was right there to French kiss her.

"I'm just getting some goodies ready for our surprise guests," Rita said. "Do you want some?"

"John and I just did some before we came down," Kat said.

"Well, let me have some, and then I want to hear all about how it went with Jason and Crystal!" Rita said.

She bent forward and rocketed two lines up her nose.

"Fuck me, what a rush," Rita said as she threw her head back. "It's so fine today. It's going down way too easily, and it's making me so fucking horny."

"We can fix that," I said.

"You better," Rita said, giving me a heated, predatorial look. "John, why don't you grab some more Champagne and some glasses for you two. We need refills."

"Who are our special guests?" Kat asked.

"Oh, just wait," Katie said. "You'll never believe it."

Glancing at the patio, I could make out six people sitting around the large table. I pulled two magnums of Champagne from the wine chiller, and Kat grabbed glasses. Rita carried the mirror crowded with lines, and Katie opened the door. She held it for me with a grin, and when she saw my jaw drop, I knew she was right. I didn't believe it.

Sitting at the far end of the table, next to Juliet and Melanie, were Riley and Henry, the pop star couple Jess and I had met in Cabo. Jess sat on the other side of them, with two empty seats for Kat and Katie next to her. Carly was at the opposite end of the table, and there were two open chairs next to Melanie for Rita and me.

"There you are!" Henry yelled when we arrived. "Jess swore up and down you'd be back. We're so glad to see you, John!"

I smiled but blinked for a moment, realizing that we were greeting the two most influential and popular pop stars on the planet completely naked. They didn't blush for a moment, and neither did we.

"Don't get up, don't get up," I insisted as I walked around the table to shake Henry's hand.

"I won't," Riley said. "Sitting down leaves me at the perfect height!"

She clasped her hand over her mouth as soon as she said it, and the whole table broke out into laughter.

"Wow!" I said. "This is such a great surprise!"

"Let's get them caught up," Rita said, passing the mirror to them.

"This will be great practice to get us ready to go out on tour," Riley said with a laugh as she came face-to-face with the lines.

"For sure," Henry agreed, as Riley eagerly snorted two lines. "We haven't had any blow since Cabo because we've been in the studio."

"Fuck, this is so good," Riley said, lifting her head up again. "I've never had coke this fantastic. It's like you can barely tell you're snorting it. It doesn't hurt at all."

"You've got to get pure product," Jess said proudly. "And make sure you get it as fine as you can. We use a grinder a lot, but I've started hot-plating it and putting it through a really fine sieve."

"Well, it's fucking incredible," Riley said. "Shit, and, no lie, it's hitting me so hard already!"

Henry took his turn, then the mirror made its way around the table. As the cocaine circulated, the ten of us around the table became increasingly chatty. There was a relaxed, positive vibe to the conversation, and it was kind of amazing how well everyone got along. We heard about Riley and Henry's impending tour plans, which were coming on the heels of their new albums that would come out in a few weeks. But as the coke continued to flow, sexual tension built up again. And Henry relished in relaying some of the naughty tidbits about how Jess and I had met them in Cabo.

"I might not be a singer," Jess said jokingly, "but I think I gave Riley a run for her money when it came to screaming!"

"So, I have to admit, Riley and I really haven't been to parties like this too much," Henry said. "How's it work?"

"It's kind of like a buffet," Jess said. "If you see something you like? You take it. And if you like it? You go back for more."

She licked her lips to punctuate her intent.

"And, like, everyone is cool with it?" Riley asked, her nose red from the lines she had ingested.

"We try to keep this a very tight circle," Rita said.

"And only invite people we totally trust," Juliet added. "So, yeah, everyone is really on the same page coming into it."

"We've spent so much time on tour the last few years," Henry said, "that it's been really hard to find a good group of people to make friends with."

"I think you'll find we can be very, very friendly," Jess said, turning into full flirtation mode.

Henry readjusted his position in the chair, and he blushed. But Jess was only just getting started, and he couldn't take his eyes off her nude body. She uncrossed her legs to help his view.

"And, I have to confess," she continued, "I really regret not getting to do more than watch from a distance in Cabo."

"We practically begged you," Riley said with a laugh, underscoring the playful teasing of her tone.

"It was so big and thick," Jess said, licking her lips, "even from like a hundred feet away on our balcony."

"I love knowing you were watching us," Riley said.

Everyone around the table was riveted by this exchange.

"Maybe once we get comfortable, we can do something about it," Henry said. "I think our plan was to just kind of observe tonight."

"It's important to ease into things with a new group," Jess agreed.

"It makes sense," Riley agreed. "But I don't think a blow job would hurt, would it, babe? If Jess is interested."

"Oh, I'm interested," Jess said immediately, generating laughter around the table.

Henry looked torn, a conflict between the obvious desire of wanting it but also seemingly uncomfortable with it occurring in a group setting. Jess, ever astute, picked up on that.

"Why don't we go, uh, take a tour of the house," Jess suggested. "And I can show you around."

"Uh, yeah, that would be great," Henry said with a sheepish, goofy grin on his face.

He stood up, but Jess took the lead. When they disappeared inside, there were smiles around the table. It had been an amusing exchange, but it didn't diminish the good vibes. The mirror was replenished with lines and made its way around the table again. Riley was a bit of a starstruck mess, gushing over Juliet, but it didn't make anything awkward.

The coke and the molly were driving me back to more carnal desires. I let my hand stroke Rita's inner thigh. Kat's face was lit up brightly, and she was eye fucking me from across the table. I wanted to fuck. I leaned over and whispered to Rita that I wanted to be inside her. She smiled, and glanced at Kat, who nodded at us. My cock was aching for attention again. We were about to make our move, when something entirely unexpected happened.

Riley was in the middle of telling a story -- I had tuned out a bit, trying to signal the girls that we should go play, but I gathered it was related to her music and creative process. She had detailed some of her musical influences, and I noticed Katie hanging on her every word.

"Can you tell us anything about what's on the new album?" Katie said, then quickly added, "But I completely understand if it's not something you want to talk about. I guess it's a little rude to ask! I'm just such a fan. Oh, god, I need to shut up now."

She covered her face with her hands, and we all laughed.

"No, no!" Riley said kindly. "It's totally okay. I'll give you a little tidbit. Have you ever listened to a band called Goldfrapp?"

"Yes!" Katie said. "I love how their vocals groove so well with their music."

"I totally agree," Riley said. "So there's a track on the new album where I sample a little riff from 'Ooh La La,' do you know it?"

"I love that song!" Katie exclaimed.

And that's when something organic and magical happened. Riley quickly started to sing the song to illustrate what she was talking about, and Katie immediately joined in. For the next five minutes, the two of them harmonized and sang together, until Katie stopped.

"I'm so fucking embarrassing," Katie said. "Here I am messing up your beautiful voice!"

"What?" Riley said. "You have an incredible voice. That was so much fun! Have you ever taken voice lessons?"

"God, no," Katie said. "I'm not a real singer. Just in the car. I know I sound terrible."

"You actually sound really good," Riley said. "I'm surprised you haven't had any formal training."

Katie simply blushed in response.

"You should check out my voice coach," she said. "She's absolutely amazing. It's a little raw, I think, but you could really maximize what you've got with pretty minimal guidance."

"You're just being nice," Katie said.

"I'm not," Riley said.

I could see Katie's natural shyness come to the foreground again, and she looked like she wanted to crawl into a hole. At the same time, I always caught the little glimpse of flattered pride she felt. It ended there because Jess and Henry returned. Henry had a shit-eating grin on his face, and Jess's neck was flush. No one needed to talk about what happened. It was too obvious.

Kat, Rita, and I saw our opening and took it. We went inside and almost sprinted to our bedroom, hardly paying attention to the full-blown orgy happening on the first floor. We threw ourselves into a manic, desperate fuck session. It was a perfect cherry on top of our inaugural swingers party. It felt like a new, even more exciting chapter in life was opening for us.

But what we didn't know just then was how those five minutes between Katie and Riley would change our lives in a massive way.