At the swing club outside of Charlotte, Sue & Calvin and their new friends stayed in the pool for nearly an hour. Stephen was thrilled when Connie initiated a kiss and began caressing his tits. Of course he felt obligated to reciprocate. Bill’s kiss had been a surprise. A moment of revulsion at kissing a guy came to him, but he was able to put it down. When he felt his body really become turned on as their tongues danced he was not quite sure where to go with it. It helped that the man’s hands touching his breasts and nipples felt wonderful. It was all so odd. Strangest of all was that as naked women came and went, the guys acted so normal about it and didn’t have hard-ons. He was sure that his boner would never leave if he had his own body. During the whole time at the pool, the only sex he saw were two couples. The men sat on the side of the pool while the wives gave their guy a blow job, then the women switched men. But surprising him yet again, the blow jobs seemed just for fun, not to get off. The whole thing lasted less than ten minutes, neither guy came, and that seemed to be the point: just messing around. Swinger life, it seems, was more about regular kinds of hanging out and just messing around than getting off. This would take some thinking on. The only stress point was when his dad swam up behind him, put his fully erect penis up against the crack of his ass and cupped his tits. He had up to that point avoided the fact that his dad too would see him as his mom.
It was way cold when they got out of the water. After quickly drying with towels conveniently placed in a cabinet by the pool, Stephen tried to look as competent as possible redressing. He was less confident than ever about what he was supposed to be doing. Even when the guys were getting blow jobs, it seemed no one but him even noticed. The hosiery was difficult but he managed. Once again he didn’t know how to negotiate the bra without help. He decided to skip it. Then he recalled his mom said the blouse looked sloppy if she didn’t have the bra on. The sheer blouse folded up into a very small bundle, actually less bulky than the open cupped bra. He stuffed the shirt in one of the jacket’s outer pocket and the bra in the other. Pulling on the blazer and buttoning one button, he was sure that would be fine.
From the swing club's swimming pool, the four adults went to a large room with a dance floor. Around the floor were small tables and chairs. People were drinking and talking at the tables. On the dance floor just two couples were dancing. There was also a small stage with a stripper pole, but it was as yet unoccupied. Stephen had seen his mom dance a little in their living room and knew full well he could not pull off dancing like her. At least for a good while he was able to get by with sitting, sipping very slowly on a glass of wine and talking. As the night wore on, he watched the behavior on the dance floor go from just regular dancing to something more like dry-humping, flashing and feeling up. He thought how if his high school dances allowed that kind of thing they would be far more popular.
They had been in the dance room a good hour, and he was less than fully with it due to the fact he'd consumed four glasses of wine since the night began. Two other couples had joined them. It was clear that these were friends. He tried to remember what the couples looked like in the photos his mother had showed him, but he couldn’t. He reasoned that these were most likely those couples and they would join them for the orgy. One couple was older and rounder than he had expected the other was about his parents age and better looking. All four people had greeted him with a kiss on the lips, two of those kisses added some tongue for good measure. Stephen could only assume this was normal for her swinger friends.
He’d gotten hot and unbuttoned the blazer. He liked the looks he got as he moved. In his slightly inebriated state Stephen found it very easy to play the role of the hot milf flirting shamelessly with both men and women. While he avoided trying to dance on his own, he did not turn down invites to slow dance with several people. Each and every time he did so, he had hands on his tits or ass.
He did not object.
The stripper pole was used too, sometimes by one woman, but more often by two together. Calvin and Bill began to needle Connie and Sue to do a turn on the pole. Without asking, Connie decided to drag him to the stage. Suddenly he wanted to find a way out but could not think of one. On the small stage at the front of the main room, he tried his best to emulate what he’d seen other women do. He tried wiggling his hips and such, but it just didn’t feel natural. Not knowing what else to do, he took off the blazer and tossed it over to Connie's husband. He got hoots and applause from several people for that. He liked the attention. Connie was clearly comfortable up front and removed her top and bra as well.
He took the opportunity to kiss Connie. The kiss lasted longer than he’d planned. As their tongues explored the other’s mouth and he felt her breasts press up to his, he could tell his nipples had hardened and become very sensitive. Connie broke the kiss and began to dance around the stage. He could tell all eyes were on the two of them. Stephen, not knowing what else to do, shook his breasts the way he’d seen it done on videos of strippers. He felt the heavy flesh sway as he moved his body. The big tits had their own momentum and it took some doing to move to the rhythm of his boobs. It was a rush. From behind him, Connie’s arms reached around and her hands clasped his breasts. He felt her bare flesh on his back. Her fingers caressed his soft boobs. It sent shivers through his body. When she pinched his nipples it was almost too much, almost.
Connie let go and moved around him and pressed her breasts up against his again and they kissed once more. He could have stood there kissing her like that for an hour, but as it was they were putting on a show; the kiss lasted only a few moments. It was his turn to hold her tits: to feel their weight; to tweak the erect nipples; then to kiss and suckle them. More hoots from the audience told him to continue the act. He let Connie dance around him. He decided to unfastened the skirt and let it drop to the floor. He was nude in his mother’s body save for her shoes and hosiery.
Though he’d been nude in the pool for a long time, no one seemed to take it as sexual; but here, he was the center of attention and it was blatantly all about sex. Why the difference? He was quite sure he did not know. He was so out of his depth, but he was dancing with a beautiful woman who had also dropped her skirt and was now wearing but a tiny thong. A third kiss brought Connie’s hand to clutch his vulva. The palm of her hand rubbed his clitoral shaft bringing forth a very strong feeling of sexual stimulation. He had no idea it could be done like that. The fingers parting his little lips and entering him was a lesser, but still pleasant sensation. This was now akin to something he knew, it felt similar, not the same; but the intense pleasure was similar to getting a hand job. He could feel the arousal rising to the point that orgasm was a possibility, though still distant. He so wanted to keep going, to let the arousal build, to cum.
Connie broke the kiss when the song ended, picked up her clothes and exited the stage. Stephen followed suit, putting back on his mom's skirt and blazer. Soon after when a slow song was played, Bill invited the person he thought to be Sue to dance. Stephen exuded encouragement when the man put his hand inside the blazer and once again caressed his breasts. He whispered a sigh in Bill’s ear when the other hand reached inside the slit of the skirt to grab his ass and then the mound of his vulva. It all felt so very good. He was quite ready to move on to the main event so he moved his lips to Bill’s ear and quietly asked “Are you ready to go to a play room?”
Rather than answer, Bill took Stephen by the hand back to the table and said to Calvin “I think your wife is ready to get this party really going. How about you guys?”
He saw his dad go over to the two couples Stephen now knew had come to the club specifically to be part of the planned orgy. He spoke to them and they nodded. Then he moved to Sue and whispered in her ear “I told them to wait a few minutes so we can get our new friends comfortable.”
Stephen nodded with agreement. Calvin and Connie picked up their things and followed Bill and Stephen up the stairs to where the playrooms were. They first went to a locker room, removed their clothes, put them in a locker and wrapped towels around their waist before looking for an open bed in the smaller play room.
The beds were full with people in various erotic couplings. Stephen was unsure what to do. His dad was not deterred. He led the group to the bigger play room. It was much larger than the other room. The four king sized beds were all pushed together to form one huge play area; but it still left plenty of room for a divan, a swing and seating along two walls for spectators.
Calvin went over to one corner where two nice looking women who appeared to be in their 30’s were in an energetic threesome with a bald guy who Stephen knew had to be in his 50’s. “Joyce” he said slapping one of the women on the ass. “Do you guys mind moving over a bit for us?”
“No problem.” The mass of naked flesh moved over to one corner of the bed without the guy’s penis ever leaving the second woman’s mouth.
Calvin motioned Sue and the others over. It was hard for Stephen not to watch the threesome not a foot from him when he’d crawled on the bed. He’d never in his life been so close to someone else having sex. Well other than the times he’d been with Dianna and Monica in his bed, but he’d been the only guy then. The dark haired woman sucked the man’s dick not a foot and a half from where Stephen lay on his stomach. He watched mesmerized, not even aware of how he was being so obvious. It was such a turn on. When the man said “Jackie, I think Sue wants a turn” Stephen didn’t hesitate when the woman released her oral grip on the shaft and offered it to him. Though the day before such an offer would have been unthinkable, he found himself sliding on his stomach to cover the short distance before wrapping his mother’s lips around the hard phallus. He gobbled it down like he was starving. It was hard to understand why, but having a man’s penis in his mouth felt wonderful. Not a split second of hesitation. Right off he began savoring the taste and the texture with relish. Oddly it didn’t even surprise him how much he enjoyed sucking this man’s dick. Unbidden came the question ‘Would Collin let his suck his dick?’
He knew what would feel good to the man, and he did it. The dark haired woman’s hand rubbing his back only intensified the manic desire. In the back of his mind he wondered would this lust for a man’s cock in his mouth disappear when he returned to his own body. He did not know. He did not care. He just wanted to feel this stranger’s arousal in his mouth.
Strong hands gripped his hips as he lay on his stomach and pulled him up to doggie position. Without introduction or preliminaries, he felt a penis pushed into his vagina for the first time. It was like the dildo, but he was surprised he could feel the penis’s warmth inside of him. ‘So this is what it was like to be a woman’ he thought. On one hand it was really really nice, but on the other, that pull toward climax was there but he was not sure how to make the climb. He told himself the man behind him was Bill. Stephen knew it was most likely his father, but he would not even consider that as a possibility. The unidentified man did not stroke hard, but he went on steadily for some time even after the dark haired woman reclaimed her lover’s cock.
Suddenly the penis was withdrawn from his vagina, and another set of hands lifted him up and over onto his back. It was obvious the man fucking him had not been Bill since it was Bill who had taken over. Had it been his dad? He knew it must but would not admit it to himself. He put that out of his mind. Bill wasted no time in spreading Sue’s womanly legs and placing his penis where the other “mystery” man had been. As he was rolling to his back, Stephen briefly glimpsed that the other two couples had joined, it was now an orgy. Bill wasted no time in planting his lips on those he believed to be Sue’s. This was the third time they had kissed but the revulsion came back. Stephen wrenched away. He remembered his mother’s warning that it was best to keep his mouth full of penis. He saw standing to the side of the bed, a woman’s legs and pussy. He quickly reached his hand out to the leg and grabbing it said “Oh, Oh, sit on my face.”
Eating pussy was something he was sure he knew how to do; so when the legs straddled his face, he wasted no time in taking the darkish lips that hung down into his mouth and sucking on them. Bill pulled Sue’s legs up to the vertical and resumed his thrusting. The room was full of heavy breathing, groans and squeals of delight. He knew at least some of the noise was from the sounds that came from the woman on top of him, as well as the grunts of Bill as he began fucking hard.
From that point forward, the events became a blur of body parts all disembodied from real people. An orgy, a real all out orgy, Stephen found out was not like regular sex at all. It was a
Kaleidoscope of sounds, tastes and pleasures. Even when he felt a finger pushed up into his anus, it was only vaguely a jump due to the ongoing activities. This collage was only punctuated by one quivering orgasm. How long it went on before they all took a panting break he did not know. Who had fucked him, whose dick had he sucked, whose pussy had he licked…he did not know. Most of the time his eyes were closed and he more or less stayed in the same spot as people engaged and disengaged with him over and over.
He had more or less instigated the break when he had to go pee. When he said he needed to go, Connie said she did too and they went to the large unisex toilet & shower room. He was surprised when Connie took his hand as they walked.
“This is so fuck’en awesome. Thank you so much for all your help over the last month and then inviting us. Oh, and thank you for last night too. Letting me borrow your husband like that was like the nicest thing in the world.”
Stephen had read their messages back and forth so he knew what his mom had said. But the idea that this woman would be so grateful hadn’t occurred to him. He knew the right thing to say was a simple “Thank you.”
The younger woman pulled Sue closer, “When we get back I get first dibs on you. The others can do their own thing, but I want some real time with you.”
“I would like that” was the quite honest reply from Stephen.
At Jenny’s house, Stephen’s mother was negotiating her own set of challenges to be someone she wasn’t.
“OK, I think we’ve given them enough time” Jenny said as she stood and led her boyfriend through a doorway into the home’s den.
It was a good size room that seemed laid out primarily to watch TV. There was a maroon striped sofa opposite the rather large television mounted on the wall, two overstuffed chairs and a pair of what appeared to be TV chairs with foot stools. The girls had moved the TV chairs and coffee table to pre-position a pile of blankets and pillows. Sue was impressed at the girl’s planning. She knew how the environment had a significant effect on the sexual activities; so she considered all the possibilities and limitations the room presented.
Collin lay in the center of the blanket pile, completely naked. Emjay was on her stomach between his legs, still fully dressed; one hand gripped the base of his shaft, the rest of his penis in her mouth. When Jenny and Stephen entered the room Emjay took the erection from her mouth, looked up and made eye contact with both of them; then went back to work. Jenny led Stephen across the room, past the couple on the floor, to the couch so that they sat just a few feet from Collin.
All the while, Jenny’s eyes never left the nexus of mouth and erection. Sue could tell that for her son’s girlfriend this was quite an experience. While for her the sight of another couple having sex was very old hat, that did not mean she did not enjoy watching. What was new was how young the couple was. She’d never seen high schoolers having sex in her life. She watched carefully to see what, if anything, stood out as being different than what college students or adults did. Right off she could tell how much energy Emjay was putting into the blow job. She wondered if that was due to porn conditioning or just her youthful enthusiasm. Using her entire upper body her hand and mouth worked the pink bullet head penis at a pace she wouldn’t even try to match.
Jenny took Sue’s hand and squeezed. She leaned over and whispered “This is so cool and so hot. I can’t believe we are finally going to do it.”
Sue guessing at what her son would say replied “Yea, super hot.”
Jenny had just settled her head on Stephen’s shoulder when Emjay virtually jumped to her feet. Sue’s head popped up and they seemed to pass a pre-planned signal. Jenny sat up and said in a monotone “Alexia, play Emjay jazz music.” From one of the chairs, Emjay picked up a hat and cane. All That Jazz from the musical Chicago came on. Emjay began to dance.
There was no question to Sue that this entire exchange as well as Emjay’s dance had been carefully choreographed in advance. The girl was good and the moves crisp and very sexy. As she danced, she slid her tube top to her waist without taking off the jacket. In doing so she revealed her two almost perfectly half-bowl shaped breasts, not large but not small either. Her two pink nipples stood out proudly. As she continued her moves, the tube top went down over her hips and to the floor. A quick move took her to one of the ottomans where the skin tight leggings she wore slid off just as the song ended.