"Wow!" Sally’s eyes were huge! "This sounds really exciting!"
"Well, I didn’t really intend to involve you," Lon replied slowly. "I wasn’t really planning to share, you know?"
"I’m glad," Sally mused, "but you did plan for me to meet Beth, right?"
"Yeah," Lon agreed. "That’s all … kinda selfish, maybe. I wanted you to learn to deep-throat — and maybe a couple of other things … It was gonna happen outside the group, though."
"What if I didn’t want to learn?" Sally asked. Lon said nothing. A slow five seconds went by. "Um, forget I said that, okay? I’m gonna get a little smarter one of these days…" Lon had gone way out on a limb with her, she realized. She had nothing to lose and everything to gain by doing whatever it took to make him happy with his decision. Besides, did she have anything against sucking Lon’s cock — ESPECIALLY after he’d just stuck his tongue in her ol smelly pussy? She shook her head. "I can be an idiot sometimes…" A thought occurred to her, "Hey, uh, do you think… ?"
"What, Babe?" Lon couldn’t decide whether he was angry with her or not — and he STILL had nothing to offer the others to make them feel safe…
"Well, you’ve been all over me…" Sally offered hesitantly. "Can I see it? I mean, maybe I have some natural talent, you know?"
"Well, sure!" THIS was better… "I thought…"
"You just did me," Sally justified. "Besides, I’ve never really seen one up close, you know?"
Chapter 36
Posted: March 15, 2009 - 11:06:44 pm
Upstairs, Candace’s diligence was bearing fruit. "Awright," Damian gasped tensely, "I’m close! Take it deep, or take it in your mouth, but don’t spill any!"
Candace bobbed deeply two more times, then backed off until she was holding Damian’s swollen glans only, working her tongue around it to keep him going — but it wasn’t enough. "Keep moving!" Damian grunted. "Gimme some face!" Candace rode up and down his shaft, not going for full penetration, but keeping the stimulation going — she DAMN SURE didn’t want to get him frustrated so he would decide to do her ass!
Redoubled effort paid off. "YAAAH!" Damian growled, and started blasting cum into her mouth. Candace swallowed; she really wasn’t into drinking cum, but fighting with Damian about it was a sure way to screw up…
That done, there was no requirement to do anything much else; Candace dropped her head onto Damian’s thighs and concentrated on what he was doing for her — which was mostly fingering her vagina with one hand and rubbing her clitty with the other. "That was good," Damian approved.
Candace grimaced. "Thanks."
"Is there a problem?" Damian asked coolly.
"I don’t swallow."
"You do for Toby," Damian reproved, "and you do for me."
Candace rolled off and sat up facing him. "So what’s up?" he growled.
"Well, that wasn’t…" Candace muttered.
"Oh," Damian replied. "Well, maybe you can teach me a couple of things…"
"Maybe," Candace agreed, distracted. "Do you think you could tone things down when we’re in public? Please?"
"So, it’s please and thank you now, is it?" Damian grunted. "Okay, so, what’s the problem? Oh, I get it — you don’t want Big Bro and Rick gettin' ideas…"
"Well, yes," Candace agreed. "And there’s Beth…"
"She’s smarter than that, I think," Damian grunted. "She knows where she is in the pecking order."
"Well, still…" Candace insisted.
Damian shrugged. "What’s in it for me?"
"I … won’t hide," Candace replied. "And I’ll do as I’m told."
Damian cocked his head. "That’s a whole lot of nothin'. I can get around you hiding — and you’re gonna do as you’re told ANYWAY!"
"Well, maybe, but wouldn’t it be better…"
"If you didn’t buck and roar?" Damian finished for her. "Maybe, maybe not." He eyed her. "How about you make it unnecessary in public?"
"Meaning?"
"You come over and offer it, and I’ll pretend to be grateful and not make waves."
"Every time?"
"Yeah." He eyed her, waiting.
"Won’t that be saying something?"
"Could be. Might take a while for everybody to notice, though." Damian smiled thinly.
"You’re not giving up much," Candace noted.
"Not my job," Damian replied evenly. "Givin' it up is YOUR job!" Candace grimaced. "So, where’s that smiling face you’re gonna put on in private?" he pressed.
"Did we agree to anything?"
"Maybe not." He reached out and put his hand on her waist. "That being the case, I’ll wait until next time we’re in public to butt-fuck you."
"Damian!"
"You’re not here to win!" he barked, "and I’m not here to negotiate! You want something, you give me good reason to make it happen!"
"But…"
"Shut up and lie back!" Damian levered himself up to bolt upright and pushed her over backwards with a hand between her breasts, then rotated so that his face was in her crotch. "Now, tell me what I SHOULD have been doin'!"
Surprised, Candace squeaked "Okay!"
Toby knocked on the door at the Carter home — at least, he HOPED it was the Carter place — the directions had been a little vague.
It was. Louise opened the door in a frilly housecoat, "Hi Baby."
"Hi." Toby followed Louise back to her kitchen. "Did you get enough sleep?"
"I’ll be fine," Louise smiled. So polite… "Coffee?"
"No thanks — it’s late in the day for me. A Coke, maybe?"
"Sure." Louise collected a can from the refrigerator. "Ice? A glass?"
"The can is fine."
Louise gave it to him, got herself some coffee, and settled into the chair — leaving Toby pretty sure that the robe was all she was wearing in the process. Certainly, when she bent to offer the can — and again when she sat — he got a drop shot through her cleavage that probably included her navel… "So, Baby, you had some questions?"
Toby had been trying to figure out how he would get where he was going with this all night, but nothing much had surfaced. Still, he had an entry point… "I understand that you did this kind of thing before — swinging, I mean. The rest of us are kind of new at it, you know? I was thinking that there are probably some pearls of wisdom you could provide…"
The line of questioning was a vague surprise, but not a problem. "Okay," Louise settled back in her seat and took a sip. "Like what?"
"Well, how secret was the average group you were in? We don’t seem to be doing that well — and it’s not just you I’m talking about…" Toby went on to relate the troubling news that both Rick and Lon had apparently settled on younger targets.
Louise absorbed this. "You’re worried about what they’ll tell these girls, right?"
"Big time," Toby agreed. "I don’t see much less than total honesty if they really end up doing relationships with these chicks." This was a sidetrack, but, hey…
"Tell me about the girls."
"Well, one is a big, husky chick — not bad looking, just big. I can basically see what Lon is up to. She isn’t popular — kind of shy — not really the kind of Grade A stuff that Lon OUGHT to be able to get, but Beth seems to have left Lon with a taste for bigger girls…" Toby related. "The other one is this skinny little chick that does the Goth thing. Aside from the fact that they have really neat fights, I’m not seeing what the attraction is for Rick."