Dial 911!

Sometimes your life-changing moments aren’t apparent until well after they are over. My cell phone rang. No big deal, or so I thought. I had a 1990 Porsche 911 for sale and the guy on the other end was several hundred miles away. The car was exactly what he was looking for and the price was right. He was headed my way this weekend on a business trip with his wife. Would I meet him half way if he brought certified funds? Hell yes I would. I drove the 2 hours hoping I would not be disappointed.

I met Jay and his wife Lisa in the Hotel parking lot. He drove the car and loved it. Jay was a great guy, loved Porsches (and even said it properly, with TWO syllables…) and knew what he was looking for. He also knew early on that the car was worth every penny I was asking, maybe more. We really hit it off, and I liked his wife too. She was cute, blonde and fun to be around. If we lived closer we would have become great friends.

But there was a problem. Jay had been planning on low-balling me on the price and his check was for thousands less than what we’d agreed on. It was a classic tactic. I’d driven all the way over there; was I going to refuse a deal over a couple grand? Why yes I would. Jay could sense this during our conversation and test drive so he confessed what he had been planning while his business associates gathered to look over the car.
“Look,” he said. “I’m really sorry for trying to pull this on you. I was going to try to steal it but now I feel bad! I’m sorry I don’t have the extra money! Let me make it up to you by taking you to dinner.” He gestured at his co-workers.
“These guys won’t mind and you’ll like them. They’re all fun and we’re going to Hooters in a couple minutes. Please join us for dinner!” I was royally pissed, but I figured I might as well have a nice dinner on their tab. The scenery wasn’t going to hurt my mood either.

The group varied in age from mid thirties to the low fifties. Some of the guys were older and balding, some were still at a stage when they worked out 3 times a week. While the women varied too they were all GREAT fun to talk to. As the beer flowed I got over being ticked and actually had quite a good time. One of the other guys, Brad, also loved Porsches and had an old 911. His wife Michelle was a TALL brunette with hair flowing halfway down her back. I was absolutely captivated. Bob and Stacy sat next to them and the women kept leaning toward each other and whispering to each other. Then they’d lean their heads back and laugh.

After we all had dessert the lease on all the beer I’d consumed expired and a quick trip to the restroom was called for. When I came out the whole group was in a huddle. As I approached, Jay met me in the isle.

“Alright, I lied to you again. This trip isn’t a business meeting. Here, have a seat.” He said, pointing to a bar stool. “Look, all these people are swingers. We meet here a couple times a year for a weekend of completely crazy sex. The group would like you join us if you are interested.” I about fell down.

“Uh, well…um.” was all I could say. I’d read all the men’s magazines and the letters, thinking they were all fakes. I was quickly running some of the most recent issues through my mind.
“Jesus,” I thought. “Were those stories real?!?” I have a pretty good image of my sexual prowess. Or I did up until 10 seconds ago. I’d also believed the women that I had slept with when they told me that I was ‘plenty big’. I remembered the locker rooms from high school and had conveniently blocked that evidence from my mind. Was I ready to find out the awful truth, good bad or ugly? No time like the present! I swallowed heavily (hoping Michelle would be the next one to do so!) and said I’d at least come up to the suite and see what developed.

When I got there the living room was filled with people drinking beer in various stages of undress. A guy on the couch was rubbing the shoulders of a woman sitting on the floor in front of him as he told a joke to the other couple on the couch who were pawing at each other like prom night. As I walked over to the cooler on the floor for a beer I sneaked a peak over towards the bed in the adjoining room. There was a guy on his back. He had two women with him, none of whom were wearing a stitch! One lady was obviously going down on him as she knelt between his legs. The other one was kissing him while rubbing his nipples. The girl giving the hummer had her hand between the other girl’s legs and was rubbing her pussy with her thumb. Slowly she’d run her thumb from the tip of her clit to the entrance of her cunt. After a few lazy circles she’d insert it all the way and then slowly pull it out again. Then she’d start over.

I hit the end table with my shin, lost my balance and fell headlong behind the couch. Empty beer cans, pretzels and paper plates went flying. Everyone stopped in their tracks. The room went totally silent, and then everyone burst out laughing. The woman giving the blowjob was in her early 50s, very well kept and apparently very good at what she was doing. Carol stopped and looked at me with a huge smile on her face. “Did I make you lose your concentration, dear?” she said. With her head up I could see the guy’s cock. It was 8 or 9 inches long and as big around as a pop can. My jaw fell open and my own dick felt like it was trying to crawl up inside me. I vowed never to undress again.

Carol returned to her task of slowly working as much of that huge tool back into her mouth as she could. Dan started moaning and thrusting at her face. Michelle stood up and came over to help me get up since I was wedged between the wall and the couch. “Here silly, take my hand.” She yanked me up and stepped in close, putting her arm around my waist and feeling my buns. “Nice.” she whispered.
“Say hi to the new kid everybody,” Jay shouted from the couch.

“Hi!” they all yelled back except Carol, the one with her mouth full. She said something like “MPHHRRF.” A voice from the bathroom called out to me.

“Looks like you’re pretty nervous. Why don’t you come unwind in the Jacuzzi?”

“Okay, I think I will” I responded in almost a whisper. There were two couples in the tub in the bathroom, if you could call it that. It was more like a separate apartment. Mirrors stood behind two walls of the Jacuzzi. Across the room was a shower stall, sink another mirror and a low bench.

Dan was still getting blown and the other room was full of people too. Suddenly it hit me; I was going to have to undress in front of a whole room of people I’d never met. I felt like a lab specimen.
“Here we have a classic case of Penis Invertus” I could hear in my head. Michelle turned me towards her. She gazed directly into my eyes and started unbuttoning my shirt. She put her hands on my cheeks and kissed me slowly easing her tongue into my mouth. She sighed and reached farther into my mouth. I could feel her nipples poking into my chest. My tongue found hers and my world collapsed. All I could see or think about were those beautiful ice-blue eyes.

It turns out Pavlov was a very smart fellow. There is only one time when a woman looks at me like that while unbuttoning my shirt. I could feel stirrings in my pants and by the time Michelle reached for my zipper she had me half hard. While not huge, I was at least respectable. Running my hands along the curve of her neck I whispered “Thank you” to her. She smiled sweetly while undoing my belt and threw it in the corner, then unzipped my fly.

“You’re welcome. I’ll let you handle the rest,” she purred. “Can I see more of you later?” she said. With a wink and a smile she sat back down on the couch.

I took a DEEP breath, yanked off my BVDs and slid into the tub between the two girls. After the introductions there was a long pause. “So, are you nervous as a whore in Church?” laughed Tom. “Naw,” I said sheepishly. “It’s WAY worse than that”. Suddenly I felt a hand on my thigh. Tammy looked directly into my eyes. “It’s okay, you’ll be fine. You can do anything you want or nothing at all. It is completely up to you.” With that she put her hand in her husband’s lap. Tammy was in her 40s with short blonde hair and just a little chubby. But she had huge, magnificent breasts that begged to be fondled. Even though we couldn’t see what she was doing we could tell by the silly grin on Tom’s face that he was getting a great hand job. He closed his eyes and leaned back to enjoy it. The other couple kissed passionately. Tammy slowly worked her hand up my thigh until she just barely brushed my penis. “Does this feel good?” My head swam in circles. “Yeah,” I croaked. Jean’s husband stood up and lifted her onto the edge of the tub, spread her legs and stuffed his face into her soaking crotch. She squealed and clamped her legs around his ears. “Oh God!” she hissed. “I’ve been sitting on his hand for the last 10 minutes. I think he’s gonna make me CCCCOOOOMMMMEEEE!” She shrieked and grabbed the back of Dave’s head and pulled his nose into her crotch with all her might. Her whole body shook in spasms and I could see Dave wiggling his head back and forth, sucking her clit for all he was worth. Slowly she relaxed and then just melted back into the tub. “Hi sweetie, I’m just back from Cloud 9. How are you?” she giggled.

All the while Tammy had been slowly stroking me with the tips of her fingers. I was rock hard. Every time she touched me my dick jumped a couple inches. She put all of her fingertips together and slowly worked them down over the tip of my cock. I thought the head of my cock was going to explode! I let out an involuntary “UH”. To get my mind off what was happening and not end the evening in 4.3 seconds I slid my hand over to Tammy’s creamy thigh. I brushed my fingers across her belly and worked my way south searching for the line of her pubic hair. There wasn’t any, which I figured out when I got to her clit. “Oh!” she exclaimed. I slowly ran my fingers up and down the tops of each thigh, just brushing the top of her clit when changing legs. She leaned back against the tub wall, and her perfect breasts rose and fell with each breath. Her husband was looking at me. “You take that one, I’ll take this one.” In unison we started sucking those magnificent breasts and I worked my index finger slowly up into her, looking for her g-spot. When I found it she let out a low, guttural moan and settled down on my hand. “That feels wonderful!”

Suddenly hands were everywhere. Dave and I worked Tammy’s hot spots and Jean took me into her hand and worked her thumb around the underside of my dick where it is so sensitive. Tammy’s nipples stood straight out against my tongue and I flicked just the tip, then sucked as much of her tit into my mouth as I could. I slowly bled off the suction and let her breast ooze out of my mouth ending up with just the nipple against my pursed lips. “God that feels wonderful!” she said. “Let me show you what that feels like.”

She grabbed us by the penises and made us stand up in the tub in front of her. Okay, so I was slightly bigger than Dave, which made me feel pretty good. At least they weren’t all hung like what’s-his-nuts in the other room.

In real life I’d never seen another mans’ penis erect before, and since she had one of us in each hand it was pretty hard not to stare. Tammy took turns blowing us, stroking the one not in her mouth. The warm wetness of her mouth was fabulous! Every so often she’d stuff both of us into her mouth as far as she could. Jean rubbed our butts from behind and encouraged Tammy. Occasionally she’d reach between our legs and put her hands around the base of our dicks, slowly stroking up to Tammy’s mouth. The saliva made us both super slippery. Dave talked to Tammy, encouraging her. “Come on, that’s it! Take all of him, you can do it!” I was getting pretty close and told her so. She popped my dick out of her mouth. “I want to taste it”, she purred. “Go ahead, make her happy!” said Dave. “The more you give her now the less she’ll expect of me later!” It sounded like a plan. She inched me back into her mouth, slowly swirling her talented tongue over every inch of my shaft. We were still pretty wet and soapy from the tub, and as she worked her magic with her mouth she slid her hand down and cupped my balls. With her index finger she slowly started working from the back of my nut sac to my asshole. She made little, tiny circles with just the tip of her finger and it drove me wild.

Oh man, did this woman know what she was doing! Tammy had most of my dick down her throat. She was holding her head still and working on the underside of my dick with her tongue while twisting her head from side to side. She’d start as far down the shaft as she could reach, and then run it up to the tip, over the whole head and back down again all the while fingering my ass and ‘taint’. After a few lazy circles of my asshole I could feel those first, wonderful stirrings that told me I WAS GOING TO CUM, NOW.

My breathing became ragged and the room started to spin. “Oh shit, I can’t wait any more,” I grunted and started to come. The first few waves of the orgasm hit me so hard I thought I was going to blow the back of Tammy’s head all over the mirror behind her. The semen swelled up out of my balls and shot down the length of my penis in huge globs. I came so hard I couldn’t see. I clutched the back of Tammy’s head for support, burying me in her throat. The room spun faster, my vision blurred and I dumped load after load of cum into her hungry mouth. She impaled her face on my rod and swallowed with her nose against my pubic bone, her throat muscles milking my shaft with every swallow. That started another round of contractions. She’d swallow which would set me off again and around and around we went. After what felt like five minutes I was utterly drained. I eventually stopped cumming and she stopped swallowing. Tammy refused to let me out of her mouth while I slowly went soft. Her tongue slid back and forth over the underside of my deflating dick sending shivers through my body. I was panting like a lion after a kill, sweat was pouring out of me and I realized I must have made quite a bit of noise as everyone in the place had jammed into the bathroom to see the whole spectacle. I finally pulled out and sat down in the tub, hugging Tammy and laughing like crazy. Everyone whooped and hollered, congratulated us and went back to what they had been doing. I’d never had an orgasm like that before in my life, and I figured it was time to return the favor.

We all got out of the tub and dried off, moving to the floor in the bedroom since the beds were full. Dave lay on his back and Tammy knelt between his legs. I got on my back and slipped under Tammy’s hips, giving me perfect access to her slit while she straddled my face. I worked a few fingers into her cunt, sucked like there was no tomorrow and listened for her breathing to quicken. In no time she was squealing and rubbing her crotch across my nose. Her thighs started to quiver, her head pounded up and down on Dave and they both came in a rush. Someone started playing with my nipples, but I was too spent from earlier to rise to the occasion.

After that I went over to the couch and sat down next to Michelle. I popped open a beer and grinned at her.
“Nice folks,” I said.

“They really are,” she replied. “We’ve known them forever. Every once in a while someone will bring along somebody new. The group keeps growing every year. Now YOU can bring someone next year! Preferably some hot young bi thing. With big hooters!” “Works for me!” I said.

“That would work for me too,” she giggled. “I love the bi thing but I don’t get a chance to break in new blood very often. Make my day next year and I’ll make yours…” she said with a wink and a squeeze of my thigh. I jumped to attention and the tip of my penis brushed against her hand. She leaned over to kiss me and my world once again collapsed into her unbelievable ice blue eyes. I ran my fingers through her long hair and cupped her head in my hands. I kissed her slowly, nibbling on her lips, kissing her eyelids. We French kissed for several minutes, just staring into each other’s eyes. Our hands wandered relentlessly then she took mine in hers and eased my fingertips into her pubic hair. It was wispy fine and dark brown, a combination I’d never seen before. I was expecting the usual Brillo pad based on how thick the rest of her hair was. It was like running my fingers through the finest down, only this was getting pretty wet. I eased myself off the couch and got between her thighs in front of the couch.

I lifted her hips and hung her buttocks off the end of the sofa. I lifted her right leg and kissed the side of her ankle and headed north, towards Heaven. I moved pretty quickly until I got above her knee then slowed down giving each kiss several seconds with a pause between them. Michelle started playing with my hair, trying to get me to hurry but I resisted, placing a hand on each thigh and running my tongue across the top of her pubic hair, up to her navel and back down. When I got all the way across to my other hand I’d go back, making each pass lower until I was running the tip of my tongue directly across her clit.

Finally I pushed her knees up to her chest exposing her dark brown sphincter. Starting at her navel I licked from there to her asshole and back. Each time I’d probe deeper into the folds of her cunt as I went past. She had virtually no lips at all, just smooth, wet, warm, inviting flesh. And it tasted great! I dove into her entrance, rimming the entrance over and over. She arched her back and tweaked her nipples while crossing her ankles and resting them on my back. “Oh yeah!” she moaned. “Right there, RIGHT THERE!” With my tongue in her gash, her clit was right under my nose, literally. I nosed it hard while tonguing her hole. I could hear voices encouraging me in the background. I lapped until I thought my tongue was going to fall out, but Michelle loved it so I continued as long as I could. She had a long slow orgasm that curled her toes. She moaned low in her throat while holding my face pressed against her, guiding me with her hands which were still entwined in my hair. Slowly she parted her thighs releasing my face. Suddenly I could hear again!

I sat back down next to Michelle and watched people pairing off. They’d suck and fuck with abandon, then sit back to watch others. It wasn’t long before most of the guys were totally spent, sitting around drinking beer and chatting. The women however were ready for another round before we were, so most of them got into the hot tub.

Throughout the rest of the night and well into the next morning it was a free-for-all I’ll never, ever forget. When I got home I call my friend Amy. She called her friend Beth. That fall when everyone got together again, I walked up to Michelle with the girls in tow and introduced everyone. Michelle grinned like a kid at Christmas! And I’ll never look at unwrapping presents the same again…

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