Swingin' Extract

 

Sex Games
"And so it worked?" Cassidy asked softly into her cell.

It was ten o'clock in the morning the next day and both of them were at work. Ellen had the door to her private office closed, so she could talk freely.

"Worked?" Ellen exclaimed her voice ecstatic. She was happier than she'd been in months, maybe years. "I had the best sex I've had in, like, forever last night! I can't thank you enough."
"You're more than welcome," Cassidy said, her voice slightly smug. "And so we're definitely on for this weekend, and you're gonna let me f*ck Paul, right?"

A long silence went by. Ellen's heart suddenly pounded at the thought of what she was about to commit to, but Paul had seemed okay with it. She grinned as she thought about the way he'd reamed her p*ssy so deliciously last night-he'd made her come twice before he'd finally gone off inside her that second time they'd made love--and finally answered resolutely, "We are. Five o'clock at your place, right?"

"You bet. Ed is very excited. He's already bought filets for the grill, some imported beer and some great wine to serve with the steaks."

"What can I bring?"

"The briefest bikini you own and a salad of some kind. Potato salad might be good."

"That sounds easy enough. We'll see you then."

* * * *

That night when Ellen got home, she pulled out every piece of swimwear she had amassed over the years and examined the collection with a critical eye. All of the suits seemed a little too conventional to wear to her first swing party ever, now that she looked them over.

Tomorrow night, after work, I'll go bikini shopping, she resolved as she skimmed off the Hawaiian suit and stuffed it and the rest of her swimwear back into the drawer.

"Jesus, that's my absolute favorite look on you, darling."

She spun and saw him standing there in the doorway, dressed in his suit and tie, a huge grin on his face as he leered openly at her nude body. She started to cover her nakedness with her hands, out of modesty and habit, but then she thought about it and dropped them back to her sides. She flashed a sexy smile and proudly showed off her bare assets to him.

"I was just trying on some suits for this swim party on Saturday," she explained. "But I just decided that I need to buy a new one tomorrow. Mine are all too conservative for this particular affair."

"Ummmmm!" Paul sighed and stared at her nude body with unhidden lust. "Buy whatever you want, doll, the skimpier the better."

As he looked up from her bare breasts, he asked, "So we're definitely on? You confirmed everything with Cassidy?"

Ellen smiled and sauntered over to him. She put both hands on his tie, and slid them up and down teasingly as she whispered, "Yeah, you'll definitely be fucking her Saturday night, big boy, but I guess until then you're stuck with little old me!"

Paul made his new little growling sound, gathered her into his arms and marched right over to the bed. He placed her naked form in the center, then straightened back up and tore off his suit coat, tie, and dress shirt...

Sex Party
By Friday afternoon, Ellen paced the bedroom, and glanced at the clock, wishing it would move faster. She stepped over to her closet and took out the two possible party outfits she'd narrowed her choices down to and laid them on the bed. One was a simple, elegant little sundress with big swirls of black, purple, and gold intertwined. It had a low-cut neckline and a short hem that stopped two inches above her knees. The other outfit was a jumpsuit with a scooped neckline, a plunging back and a short-hemmed, short-shorts style bottom half.

After looking at them both for another minute or so, Ellen picked up the phone, and speed-dialed Cassidy's house. "Cass?" Ellen asked when someone picked up the phone.

"Nope, it's me, El, Ed," Cassidy's husband answered. "I'll find Cassidy and give her the phone. I think she's in the kitchen. Are you excited about tomorrow?"

"God, yes!" Ellen sighed. "How about you?"

"I'm very excited-mainly because you're going to be there, cutie."

His voice sounded low and sexy on the phone.

"Oh? Am I that exciting?" Ellen laughed, flirting a little and loving it.

"You bet, doll! I've partied with all of the other gals who are going to attend several times before, but I've only been with you once, last weekend. So I'm dying to get together with you again, El!"

Ellen laughed, feeling her cheeks flush with excitement. "How flattering! A girl likes to hear that she's made a good first impression."

"Hah!" Ed chortled. "A good first impression? Neither Cassidy nor I can stop talking about you, babe! We both are anxious as hell to play with that elegant, classy body of yours again, Ellen!"

That drew a happy giggle from her, along with what felt like an even deeper blush. She started to say something in return, a compliment to Ed-how impressive his huge c**k is-but Cassidy' brassy voice came on the line.

"What's up, El?"

"I'm in a quandary about what to wear, Cass," Ellen admitted. "It's come down to a choice between this great, sexy jumpsuit I bought with a plunging back that goes all the way down to my butt crack, and this hot little sundress with a low back and a low front. Which would be best, in your opinion, for a party like this?"

"Wear the sundress and nothing else but shoes-no bra or panties," Cassidy advised her. "The jumpsuit may be smokin' hot, but you can't get in and out of one of those things easy enough to be practical at a f**k party like this one. With the sundress, if you meet a guy who you want to make it with, he can just bend you over a couch or table, flip the back of the sundress up and...voila, he's f**king you, see?"

Ellen felt her face redden at that mental image. Nevertheless, she had to admit, her p**sy began to get wet and her nipples firmed up, when she thought about some hunky guy flipping her dress up and bending her over and...giving her his c**k like that! After all, total primal hedonism was the whole point of a party like this, wasn't it?