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Dinner Party

Maura was a ravishing blonde. She and Alex had a long-term relationship which occasionally resulted in a romp in the hay. Alex would attest that she was the goddess Aphrodite come to life -- so beautiful and radiant was she. In addition to her physical charms, she possessed a great intellect and a joie de vivre that was unmatched, in his opinion -- except, perhaps, by Jane.

Maura was married to Rob. He indulged her in every way possible. The sun rose and set with her as far as he was concerned. Described by many coworkers as the smartest man they had ever known, he would advise anyone that his smartest act was to marry the vivacious Maura.

Jane was also blonde. And tall. And very well-proportioned. She was self-employed as a consultant and spent a great deal of time traveling in search of whatever adventures she could find in life. Although practical, Jane was also one to take a dare whenever the opportunity arose.

Kathy and Tom were old friends of Alex. Kathy was a ravishing dark-haired beauty. She and her husband met Alex when the men were in school together years ago. At the time, Alex was married. The two couples hit it off well and experimented with partner swapping. After graduation, Kathy and Tom moved to the west coast, only recently returning to the midwest for business reasons. Kathy was the more outgoing of the two; and although Tom was well-known in his field, he was more comfortable basking in the reflected glow of Kathy’s charm in social settings.

Mimi and Rick were about as opposite as any two people could appear. Rick, a salesman, was a bear of a man standing six feet five inches in height and weighing 270 pounds. His wife -- who called herself Mimi because her Chinese name was so often butchered -- stood all of four feet eleven and weighed under a hundred pounds.

When Maura first suggested the idea of a dinner party to Alex, he was skeptical. After all, if the party would really turn into a swing event, shouldn’t everyone know that was the purpose of the evening? Some of the people didn’t know each other -- and that was always dicey. Wouldn’t they risk losing friends if all couples were not committed to such an adventure?

“Leave it to me, Darling,” Maura had said. Two weeks later she said that all had been arranged.

“So everyone knows, then!” stated Alex.

“No, Honey, only the women. And you. Not even Rob knows. But wherever pussies lead, cocks will follow. Surely you know that by now!”

Maura smiled at him and batted her eyelashes. He laughed. Yes, he certainly did know!

The night for the party finally arrived. The men were all splendidly attired in their obligatory tuxedos. Kathy and Jane had opted for long gowns, while Maura and Mimi wore short, elegant dresses.

Mimi’s green brocade halter dress hugged her tiny body like a second skin, stopping well above her knees. She could wear neither bra nor panties, and the protrusion of her tiny nipples was evident. It was hard to tell whether her mincing little steps were a function of her matching green pumps or the tightness of the hem on her thighs.

Maura’s gold and green dress sported a plunging neckline almost to her waist. Short-sleeved, the dress struggled mightily to slip off her shoulders with every movement. Almost immodestly short, it flared out from her hips and floated ethereally over her thighs.

Jane’s flowing gown in a shimmering white chiffon did nothing to hide her exquisite figure. A scooped neckline revealed a single strand of pearls. Nearly six feet tall, Jane opted for short lucite shoes to complete the ensemble.

Kathy’s ebony satin frock was the piece de resistance however. Her dark hair floated midway down her back. It was her only covering in back from her shoulders to the dimples of her buttocks. A plunging neckline also put her decolletage on prominent display. Adhesive was required to keep the upper half of her dress from becoming a second skirt. A scalloped skirt completed the dress. Kathy’s throat hosted a black satin collar that perfectly matched the material in Tom’s tuxedo lapels; and a braided gold belly chain could be observed under her dress from either front or back.

The men were ushered to alternating chairs where a cold soup, along with various breads and herbed rolls, started the meal. When the soup was finished and cleared by all of the women, they brought the entree -- a poached salmon in dill sauce, together with green beans and slivered almonds. Fancy and elegant -- but not too heavy.

After serving the men, the women retreated to the kitchen to bring their own plates to the table. Instead of taking their original seats however, each selected a seat next to another man. As they conversed, the women took little liberties -- a touch here, a squeeze to a thigh there. For their part, the men sought to return the favors but were stopped by Maura. With mocking sternness she reminded them that they were all gentlemen. As gentlemen, they were not permitted to touch the women -- at least not during dinner.

After the entree had been consumed, the women again cleared the table. Alex went to the sideboard and selected eight glasses and bottle of Grand Marnier to accompany dessert. After pouring the drinks, he resumed his seat and patiently awaited the women’s return.

The men’s jaws dropped as they saw the women return, each carrying a small tray of fruit, pastries and cream. The women were naked! Once again, each woman sat next to a different man. And once again, Maura reminded the men that they were to keep their hands to themselves. They did, struggling mightily, as the women fed them gr*pes and other delights and chatted convivially as if they were still fully clothed.

But now, the women were much more brazen in their attempts to provoke the men. Where before they might have innocently touched a thigh, now they would caress the inner thigh and even trace the outline of a burgeoning cock. Indeed, if seated between two men, a woman might tease both of them at the same time.

More than a few groans were heard as the play continued. Dessert was nearly forgotten. Maura -- delighted by the success of the evening -- excused herself and returned to the kitchen saying that the special entertainment for the evening was probably ready.

She returned a moment later after dimming the lights. She announced to the guests that Sheila and Jack, the entertainers, had arrived -- and to please give them a warm round of applause.

The guests all applauded. Through the kitchen door appeared the performers. Both appeared to be in their early twenties. And both were naked. Sheila was a fiery redhead with a well-trimmed bush to match. Her unenhanced breasts were spectacular, and they jiggled slightly as she walked. She preceded Jack into the room leading him by his prodigious cock.

Jack had jet-black hair and was extremely muscular. He was about six feet tall, standing a good six inches above Sheila. His body was denuded of any hair; and the shimmering of his body in the dim light showed he was oiled for the occasion.

The partygoers could not take their eyes off this handsome couple. Jack’s hands encircled Sheila’s waist as he lifted her effortlessly and set her on the table. He pushed her head back and lifted her knees, draping them over his broad shoulders. He lowered his face to her auburn pussy; and as every eye in the room watched his tongue make its initial contact, he began to lick her.

Slowly at first, and then with increasing vigor, he pursued his craft. For her part, Sheila appeared quite happy to be the center of attention. Murmuring words of encouragement to her fellow artist, she reached out her hands soliciting contact from others. She captured one of Tom’s hands and pulled it to her ample chest, that he might fondle her bosom. Her other hand grasped Jane’s; and she pulled it to her belly, so she might feel the little ripples of pleasure already beginning to stir within her.

Jack broke contact with his paramour by spinning her around. With her head hanging just off the table, she was at eye level with his cock. Despite having no attention for several minutes, his young prick was still firm, if not fully engorged. Sheila wrapped her lips around the tip of his penis as he pushed forward. Jack continued to grow in both length and girth. Maura commented to the others that he would soon be at least a foot long -- and thicker than her wrist. What a weapon!

Jack joined Sheila on the table -- the stage for their personal pleasure and for the amusement of the audience. He lay on his back while Sheila stood over his supine body. Bending her knees, Sheila lowered herself until his massive cock touched her tiny, wet cunt. Sheila used two fingers to spread herself as much as possible; and, yet, it appeared to the audience that she would never get Jack’s immense fuckstick inside her too-small canal. Grasping his stalk, she rubbed him back and forth across her opening, seeking to ease his passage into her fiery depths. At last she was able to drop down on his manhood perhaps two inches. Her youth and excellent physical shape held her in good stead as she continued her deep knee bends over his monstrous machine. With each stroke she was able to accommodate a little more of his pistoning engine until, at last, he was buried in her to the hilt.

Straddling his body, Sheila pumped vigorously. Jack, for his part, simply lay there -- serviced, as it were, by his maddeningly energetic partner. Sheila was quite vocal, encouraging Jack to fuck her hard so that all of the women could envy her when she exploded riding his huge horse cock. She called for him to hose her down with his cum, and to make her drip with his essence. She ranted that the next day everyone seeing her would know she had been thoroughly fucked.

Sheila’s words became less intelligible as she rode her steed to completion. Inevitably, she came with a scream -- her back straight, shoulders arching. Flinging herself forward, she sought to stop his pounding by clutching him tightly. Jack, ever the cocksman, recognized that Sheila was finished. He pulled out and stood above her pumping his shaft. Scrambling to her knees, Sheila licked the head of his cock as it protruded from his fist; and she opened her mouth wide in a wanton invitation to receive his sperm. Sheila grasped Jack’s tightening scrotum and held it as she felt the first tremors coursing through his body. With a roar, Jack erupted, spewing stream after stream of hot cum on Sheila’s face, chest and even into her hair.

During this display, each woman had taken it upon herself to free the cock from the trousers of the gentleman seated next to her. To say that those instruments were ready was an understatement! As Sheila and Jack left the table where they had performed so brilliantly, Maura announced that the gentlemen were now released from their previous behavioral requirements. They were free to return the favors so generously given to them earlier in the evening by the women.

Mimi didn’t wait for Rob to grab her. She lifted her right leg above the table; and swinging around to face him, she straddled his cock impaling herself at once. Once fully astride, she pushed back against the table, leaning her forearms on it to keep her pussy aligned on Rob’s member tilted upward to meet her. Rob was rewarded for his efforts by Mimi’s pelvic thrusts as she pounded downward, her flint-hard clit tripping over the head of his cock with every push.

Tom had been captured by the ravishing Maura. Dropping to her knees, she voraciously sucked his stiff prick into her mouth. She looked up at him and smiled; and Tom almost blew his load right then and there. She paused, then swooped down on him sucking his entire manhood into her throat, producing a prodigious groan. Alternating the pressure of her ovalled lips as she rode up and down his joystick, she kept him on the edge -- but refused to let him fall off the cliff.

Jane was not to be outdone. She had sized up Rick the moment she laid eyes on him. She had hoped that his instrument was proportionate to his overall build. She was not disappointed. Rick’s length was about average -- perhaps a bit more at seven inches; but it was his immense girth that captivated Jane’s attention. Try as she might -- and she did try -- she could not wrap her hand around his fleshy tool. Wiping her own juices and mixing them with his precum, she oiled the heavy machine that would soon be churning within her cunt.

That left the ravishing Kathy with Alex. They had been partners many years before while swapping mates for unimaginably carefree sex. Ah, those were the days. When the only question that required an answer was whether the woman was “on the pill.” Kathy, always the adventuresome one, grabbed Alex by his erect shaft and pulled him along saying that she wanted to join in a bigger mix. Alex, his attention thoroughly focused on the hand that was leading him, was most willing to oblige.

Kathy first stopped next to her husband and admired the way Maura was attending to his manhood. She pushed Alex in front of Maura and suggested -- no, demanded -- that she service both cocks at the same time. Maura obliged by taking both men’s appendages into her mouth and sucking them several inches deep. She was rewarded by unison groaning. She then held one prick in one hand while devouring the other, switching back and forth to assure that neither would cum too soon. For her part, Kathy fondled two sets of testicles; and licking their sacs, her tongue often encountered Maura’s as she swallowed them whole.

Kathy next led Alex over to Rob and Mimi. Mimi was still astride Rob; but she had thrown her arms around his neck, pulling his willing lips to her diminutive breasts. Rob leaned back against the chair, still enjoying the weakening thrusts from the Asian beauty. Every time Mimi leaned forward, her tiny rosebud winked invitingly at Alex. Kathy said to him, “You want her ass, don’t you? She wants you to have it. She told me that. Her husband is too big -- but she really wants it, don’t you, Honey?” Mimi buried her head into Rob’s neck and nodded her affirmation.

For her part, Kathy moved behind Rob’s chair and leaned over it, placing one gumdrop nipple against each side of his neck. As Mimi arched her back in expectation of Alex’s rear entry, Kathy leaned forward pressing her lips against Mimi’s. The women kissed long and deep while awaiting Mimi’s second impalement.

Anxious as he was to take her anally, Alex did not want to hurt the tiny woman. Being otherwise without lubricant, he seized some custard from the table and slathered it over his cock. He also rubbed a bit of the gooey pastry filling over Mimi’s puckered hole and opened her with his fingers -- first one, then two ... and finally three. Still perched astride Rob, she was ready for Alex to take the plunge.

Rob and Kathy could see Mimi’s eyes open wide as Alex breached her nether hole. Rob held her securely in a bear hug around her torso. He felt Alex’s cock strike his at a steep angle before Alex stooped down to achieve the final victory; and as he slithered into her rectal glove, Rob felt the entire length scr*pe along his own penis, creating a friction that stiffened him all the more.

Mimi’s mouth opened in a silent scream as she was filled fuller than ever before -- which was considerable given the immense thickness of her husband’s member. Rob remained stationary while Alex slowly plunged in and out of Mimi’s back door.

Kathy moved over to Jane and Rick who, by now, had pumped a load of semen into the statuesque blonde. They were lying in post-coital bliss watching the others. Kathy urged them to their feet, promising Rick things to come and Jane some new delights. She led them to the chair where Rick’s wife was sandwiched between Rob and Alex.

Kathy pulled Rick behind Mimi’s chair. Dropping her head and bending from the waist, she licked Rick’s still-swollen cock nearly to its full size. His crown resembled a large, ripe plum. After removing all traces of Jane’s scent from Rick’s shaft, she pulled him to the back of the chair and placed his once-again proud member into his wife’s mouth. Jane, meanwhile, moved behind Alex, rubbing her full breasts against his back as he relentlessly plundered the nearly delirious Mimi.

Mimi came with a tremendous shudder. Her tiny body quivered and shook as her orgasm overtook her. Both Rob and Alex were awed by the sudden constriction of her orifices, the power of which sucked the seed from them both. With one final thrust from each, the limp body of the tiny woman was lifted from Rob’s thighs.

Rick caught her as she was lifted up, and he slowly raised her sodden pussy to Rob’s face. Rick continued to lift her; and some of the cream dripped down onto Rob who remained seated in the chair, totally spent. Once her nipples reached Rick’s lips, he slowly lowered her onto his massive member, so recently stiffened by her sucking. She wrapped both arms and legs around her husband; and his cock filled her completely.

Rick moved to the sofa and placed his wife’s tiny ass on the arm. He reclined her head until she rested on the cushions, her womanhood stuffed with his huge prick. They all watched this loving dance as Rick fucked his tiny rag-doll wife. For her part, Mimi could do little to assist in this coupling; but that was of little consequence as Rick lurched up and down, to and fro, over the body of his bride. The sucking -- almost gurgling -- sound as his penis was withdrawn was replaced with a higher-pitched squish as Rob’s semen was displaced with thrust after thrust.

Unaccustomed to being the center of attention, the shy Mimi nonetheless emitted little cries of pleasure. Yet she turned her head away from the gathering as if to make them go away in her moment of exquisite pleasure. Her endearing whimpers of joy captivated them all. As Rick reached his zenith, he pulled himself from her body, his cock stretching past her navel. With a grunt, he shot three ropes of hot, sticky cum onto his wife’s body -- between her diminutive breasts all the way to her neck. An additional deposit was made on her chest, and she rubbed it into her skin as she would any fine emollient.

“Did everyone get enough to eat?” asked Maura, once again the concerned hostess. A white dribble from the corner of her mouth was evidence that she had finally permitted Tom to cum.

“It looks like you did, Maura,” came Rob’s reply.

“A girl’s gotta keep up her strength, Honey,” she replied giving him a loving wink.

“Now, Gentlemen, the ladies have decided that none of you are leaving here until morning. We have plenty of beds -- so that is no problem. But we needed to decide who sleeps where. Since some rooms are a bit better than others, the women have agreed that they will choose their rooms by pulling them out of a hat. Doesn’t that seem fair?”

“I guess so,” said Rick. “But I sure hope Mimi picks out a room with a big bed.”

“Well, we’ll see, Rick. Mimi, if you can walk yet, why don’t you come up here and pick first.”

Mimi came forward and reached into the hat. She wound up in the smallest guest bedroom -- and the bed was only a double. Rick groaned, thinking how cramped he would be.

“Okay, Mimi,” said Maura. “Now the other hat.”

“What’s that for?” asked Rick.

“Why, that’s to determine who Mimi will share her bed with,” replied Maura with a smile.

“Tom. I get to spend the night in the guest bedroom with Tom,” said Mimi happily. “Rick, Darling, I hope I can walk tomorrow. I don’t think Tom has fucked anybody yet tonight. I’ll bet he’s going to take me over and over. At least I hope so.” She smiled her dainty little smile as she moved over to Tom who enfolded her in his arms and led her from the room.

“Okay, Kathy. You’re next. Let’s see what you get. More importantly, let’s see WHO you get,” said Maura.

Kathy came forward and Maura held the hat with room assignments above her head. Kathy selected the larger guest bedroom -- with a king-sized bed. Her designated roommate for the night was Rick. Kathy was overjoyed. She had watched in awe as Rick’s huge cock had remained strong, seemingly without end. She had hoped that she might find herself paired with his gargantuan prick. Seizing him by his tool, she escorted her overnight lover from the field of battle to their more intimate venue.

Jane said, “So, I guess I need to make the next selection.”

“No, Jane. Actually you don’t,” Maura replied. “You see, I sort of rigged the room assignments. All four of us are going to be in the master suite. It has a big, king-sized bed and an additional mattress on the floor. Just for fun. And we don’t need to worry about choosing partners since we’ll all be together.”

“Well, now, that’ll be cozy,” smiled Jane.

“More than you know,” quipped Maura.

She led the four of them to the master suite. As she arrived at the door, she flung it open wide. The interior was dimly lit; but as they walked through the door they saw Maura’s final surprise. There, waiting for them with arms outstretched, were Sheila and Jack.