Cathy closed the door behind her and leaned against it. “What the fuck have I just started?” she said. A quarter of an hour before, she had been kneeling beside a sixty-year-old man, sucking him off. Now she had agreed to be his partner in a swingers group. She had no idea how this was going to play out, but right now, she knew if she didn't rub off, she would go mad. Ten minutes of sucking the first cock she'd touched in a year, had soaked her panties and made her pussy itch like crazy.
Five minutes later, she was naked on her bed, legs apart, with eight inches of vibrating dildo making its way up her slippery cunt. She was almost certain, that this evening, Tom's cock would be inside her. Just the thought of that alone was enough to trigger a huge orgasm. Her desire temporarily sated, she showered and dressed. She had three hours to kill, three hours before her adventures began.
Cathy chose her attire carefully for her evening date. She smiled at the thought of how easily her mind accepted the idea. A date with a man she had known for years, whom a few short hours ago was nothing more than her neighbour.
As she stood in front of her full-length mirror, Cathy was pleased with the woman looking back at her. A little over five and a half feet tall, with a full figure, the short blonde hair suited her, and the light blue eyes complemented her tanned face.
After trying different skirts, she had settled on a flared, patterned one. Her blouse, plain white, was unbuttoned just enough to show her cleavage.
When her phone rang, Cathy recognized the number as that of Tom’s. In her heart, she was half-expecting him to have changed his mind. She wasn't sure she'd made the right decision.
“Hi Tom, we still on for this evening?”
Tom's voice was strong, almost boy like. “Oh yes, I just wanted to know what wine you would like, and when you will be coming over. I am so looking forward to it.”
Cathy once again felt the familiar itch start in her groin. “Red please. I will be there in half an hour; looking forward to it as well.”
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“Come in,” said Tom before Cathy even had a chance to knock on the door. “I was watching for you; don't like to keep a lady waiting.”
“I see you are not expecting us to be going out on this date, by the way you are dressed!” Cathy said, laughing. He was wearing an expensive looking robe, which appeared to be made of silk, and was a deep shade of blue.
Tom blushed. “Sorry if I am being too forward. This is just the way I used to dress back in the days of our little get-togethers. It just seemed right somehow, to sort of carry on the tradition.”
“Don't be silly. I'm only too pleased you went to the trouble for me. Now, tell me about your group and how I am going to fit in,” Cathy said.
“I figured, the best way to do that, was to show you some of the pictures we took, and maybe a video. That way you can see my Sandra in action, and the sort of thing we used to do. Here, have a look at this album while I get the wine,” Tom said, passing Cathy a large, leather-bound photograph album.
The first picture showed a naked Sandra lying on a bed with two naked men, one on each side with her holding their cocks. It was followed by a series of pictures showing her sucking each cock in turn, and one of her holding both together, just about getting them into her mouth. Cathy was still studying that one when Tom reappeared with two large glasses of red wine.
“Quite a mouthful, always up for anything she was. Part of being in a group. We all tried to give as much as we could,” he said as he handed Cathy one of the glasses.
“I will be honest with you, Tom, I’ve never been with more than one person at a time, and never been with another woman. I just hope when it comes to it, I can do what is asked of me,” Cathy said and sipped the wine.
Tom stood behind her and placed a hand on her shoulder, “Cathy, I have lusted after you since the day you moved in. Sandra and I fantasized about you joining us for some sex fun, which was never to be. But, maybe it is better this way. We can start now and build a fantastic relationship together. I have no illusions. I am much older than you, but I am sure I can show you a good time, and open a new world of sexual adventure to you.”
Cathy couldn’t remember the last time she had felt this relaxed. Tom’s gentle touch on her shoulder felt so natural and right. The wine was good. She was warm and happy, and so turned on by just the whole ambience of the situation. She was in no doubt she would not be leaving without her cunt full of this man’s sperm.
Without removing his hand from her shoulder, Tom used the remote to turn on the television. “Just sit back and watch. Just a taste of the good life,” he whispered as the screen lit up.
The scene that greeted Cathy was one of two couples sitting on the very sofa she now sat on. All four were in their underwear and laughing, and she watched Tom’s late wife Sandra appear naked behind them. She leaned over and undid the bra straps on both women, and pulled them clear. Four large tits came into view, and the two women turned and began to fondle and squeeze each other.