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Pete and Cindy lay on the floor, their faces still pressed into each other's crotches as they struggled to get their breaths back.
Finally, they pulled away from each other and sat up on the carpet. Pete glanced at the window first, and just as he might have suspected had he not been so caught up in the passion of the exhibitionistic act, Rose's face was pressed against the pane. She had witnessed the whole affair. Pete grinned and waved to her, whereupon the other three in the room glanced at the window. The girls motioned for Rose to come in, and a few moments later she did. She wasn't alone. She had the young boy with her, which startled Pete. He relaxed, however, as he recalled that the boy was somewhat simple-minded and would pose no problem for anyone more than likely.
Rose and the boy, he at her direction, undressed and sat on the floor along with Pete and Mark. Now it was Mary and Mark's turn to put on a show, but even though it was his chance to indulge in a stimulating sixty- nine in front of the others, Mark had something else in mind.
"I want to see Mary and Cindy go down on each other. I've never seen two females do that before."
Cindy giggled and asked Mary, "Do you want to try it, baby?"
Mary's answer was to lean over and take Cindy's titty in her mouth.
Pete scarcely heard the suggestion, he was so busy looking at Rose's mammoth boobs and wondering why such a beautiful woman resorted to dogs for kicks. When he had concluded this thought, he grinned slightly to himself and mentally shrugged. If Rose liked dogs, that was her business and he had no right to question her. The moment you questioned someone concerning their deepest urges and desires, that was the moment you turned into a jerk. There were too many jerks about, far too many of them.
Pete wrapped his arms about his knees as he sat up-his prick now soft but wet-and watched as
Cindy threw herself on top of Mary and buried her face between Mary's legs. Mary grunted and, from where Pete sat, the view of her tongue dipping into Cindy's cunt was exciting. Pete shot his glance about the room and saw the wild lust that was in everyone's eyes, especially Rose's. Rose reached between the boy's legs without even looking at him and began to play with his prick. Pete saw the boy's cock growing rapidly, and this caused his own prick to do the same thing, even though he had just blown.
After watching the girls go down on each other for a few minutes, Mark leaned over and spoke softly. "Man, this is the wildest ever. Just look at those girls lapping one another! I never saw anything so hot- looking."
"Maybe females are more inclined toward bisexual stuff," Pete replied, his cock twitching visibly as he watched Mary and Cindy shuddering heatedly into a simultaneous climax.
Mark nodded. "Could be."
Pete touched Mark's arm. "Take a look at Rose," he said softly. "See what she's up to with the kid."
Mark turned about and glanced at Rose and the boy just as Pete was doing. Rose was lying flat on her back with the boy above her, sort of sitting on her chest, his hard-on held between her tits by Rose. The boy was fucking her in the mouth.
"Good grief," Mark said softly. "This is too hot for me. I'm going to put my pants on and go outside for air. Want to come along?"
"Won't the others be annoyed if we leave?"
Mark grinned. "As hot as they are? Hell no. They won't even miss us. Put your pants on and let's step out of doors."
Pete put on his trousers, shirt and his shoes. When Mark saw him dressed this way, he followed suit and the two men stepped out into the front yard. The first thing Pete heard was the sound of the Great Dane barking at the rear of the place.
"Something wrong with your dog, Mark?" he asked the other man.
Mark laughed. "Man probably knows that Rose is in the house. He may even know she's fooling around with the boy. Man gets jealous of Rose, you know."
"The hell you say?"
"It's the truth. Craziest thing you ever saw." Mark touched Pete's arm. "Come out back with me and we'll take a look. Could be something else is bothering him."
They walked up the dark driveway to the back of the house and for a moment Mark appeared to leave Pete, though Pete was not sure of this until he spoke Mark's name and received no answer. Before he could say it again, a light came on and Pete saw the big dog in the enclosure. Pete stared at the dog's dick and saw it was hard and long and that the tip of it was dragging on the ground. Bits and pieces of mown grass were clinging to it. He was tempted to laugh but didn't as he saw Mark approaching the dog carefully, speaking softly to him and trying to calm the animal down. Evidently, the bits of grass on the tip of the dog's tool were driving him frantic. Mark had some difficulty getting the dog to let him remove the grass, but finally he got it done, and boldly picked the large animal up in his arms and carried him into a shed. Pete could not see inside the place, but a moment after Mark reappeared and shut the door of the shed and laughed as he saw Pete looking at him from outside the fence.
"Poor dog," Mark said. "That grass was killing him and, as fast as he would lick it off, I suppose, it would collect again. That's the trouble with having a hard-on and no broad to use it on. Not much you can do about it except jack yourself off."
Pete grinned. "Well, we sure as hell don't have to worry about blue balls any more. I think swapping's the best thing we've ever done!"
Mark glanced about quickly. "Cool it," he said. "I mean, don't speak so loudly. Some of my neighbors are stinkeroos."
Pete laughed. "Afraid of them, Mark? I'm surprised at you." He was sorry he said it a second after the words had left his mouth.
"No, I'm not afraid of them, Pete," Mark replied evenly.
"I'm sorry, Mark. I retract that dumb statement. My apologies."
Mark switched off the lights and a moment later Pete felt him touching his arm. "I like you, Pete," Mark said. "You don't have to retract anything you say to me. I understand you well, man. You and I are pretty much the same. Our wives are similar, too. All four of us get along the way people everywhere ought to but can't. Do you know why people can't get along, Pete?"
"Lots of reasons."
"Biggest one is sexual hangups, Pete. That's my opinion. Our teachers have been telling us for many centuries that sex is dirty and evil and original six and all that idiotic nonsense. These concepts are burned into our very bones. All of us, except for some who are coming out of this ancient madness, still believe that there is truth in that awful rot -- that sex is evil."
They walked back towards the front door. "I agree with you, Mark. After the first time we swapped, I felt a bit of guilt for a few minutes. Is this what you're talking about?"
"Yes. Those monsters from ancient times were so frightened of being normal and wholesome that they had to invent something to fit in with their horror so they come with the concept that sex is a bad thing. It's so damned absurd. How did those fools think we were to arrive here on earth? Did they think we ought to be born out of some sort of spiritual wedlock, instead of physical sex?"
"It would seem that this was preferable to them."
"If you and I want to share our wives with each others what's wrong with it?"
"Nothing, so long as you don't try to force someone else to share your views."
"Ah, that's where we run into trouble. The moment you start to talk about something controversial, that is the moment you deliberately or inadvertently begin to force someone to share your views."
"Do you really believe that?" Pete asked.
"Yes."
"Then the only thing to do is keep your mouth shut, right?"
"I think so. Too many people are talking too much and too loudly about too many things."
"More people should keep quiet, oh?" Pete said.
"Yes, at least, we might try it. We've tried communicating with one another and it's failed. All we hear about nowadays is that communication has broken down. It hasn't broken down. Not really. It's just that too many people are talking too much and no one knows to whom he should listen." Mark stopped, cleared his throat. "Hey, why the hell are we talking? Let's shut up."
They entered the house and both of them stopped in their tracks when they saw that the boy was on top of Mary fucking her. Mary lay flat on her back, her eyes closed, her mouth open, her legs spread wide. The boy was pumping his prick into her cunt at a terrific rate of speed.
He shuddered, humped even faster, Mary cried out with passion, and the boy apparently blew off in her cunt, judging by the way Mary reacted. She moaned, threw her legs about the boy and loudly begged him to go off again, but the kid pulled his prick out hastily and ran from the room. He had seen Pete staring at him and evidently was frightened. Rose followed the boy from the room quickly while Cindy and Mark went into the bedroom and closed the door. Pete helped Mary to her feet and to the sofa where she sat down and passed her hands over her eyes. She looked at her husband. "Boy, honey, that kid is good. He's got a real dinged that kid."
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